(Y/N) pov.I woke up at 4 am today, waaay before my alarm. Thank you insomnia.
This was my first day at my new school, but I don't feel like going.My family moved to Japan this year, and I have to go to school like a normal person would do. I didn't really care that we moved, it's not like I was the most popular and loved person in my old school anyways.
Since I couldn't go back to sleep, I just went downstairs, made myself black tea and started drawing random things on my tablet. Aah I really don't want to go to school...
After a bit of drawing, i looked at my clock and it said 6:45. Damn I draw slow as fu-
- (Y/NNN)!! It's time to wake up!- my thoughts were cut off by my mothers pointless yelling.
- I'm already up, stop yelling...- I said with boredom laced in my voice.
I put away my tablet, and got out of bed, nearly stepping on my sleeping dog, (Dog's name).
They were still asleep, despite the yelling... This is a skill that you cannot teach.
I went to the bathroom to make myself more presentable. I brushed my teeth and my (h/l) (h/c) hair, to look somewhat decent. After that I put on my uniform, and looked in the mirror. I look forgettable. Perfect.
I really didn't like short skirts like this, but what can you do?
I went downstairs to make myself breakfast. I decided to eat some (f/f) and drink some (f/d).
While I ate, I noticed that my mom was already gone, so I checked the time.7:20. I still have some time till I have to go to the hellhole. What should I do?
I decided that I'm just going to go to school already, because I had nothing better to do.
I put on my shoes and I went out to the street.
I live like 10 minutes away from the school, so I won't bother bringing a bike.As I was walking, I looked around.
There was a girl with a dog, and a guy with a bike, who wore the same uniform as me ( I'm sorry if they were in normal clothes that day, I don't really remember).The dogs leash got off, and he started to run across the busy street. I should do something shouldn't I? Omg what to do? What to do?.
While I was thinking I noticed that the biker guy already took action, so I was relieved. For like 0.02 seconds.
After I realized what was going on, I immediately started shouting at him, to stop, but he wasn't listening.A black car was coming awfully fast, there was no way it could stop in time.
Nononono that kid is going to get hit!
-WATCH OUT!!!-
The boy looked at the car andCRASH
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Oh my God... OH MY GOD, HE GOT HURT!!!
I immediately rushed to his side, while taking my phone out and calling 911.
I made the call quick, because the author is a lazy piece of shit, and she's not going to write the conversation down.After I hung up the phone I worriedly stared at the boy, because I didn't know what to say or do.
- Uh.. the ambulance is going to be here soon, don't worry- I said.
I tried to calm him a little bit down, but I guess my shaking voice, and the fact that his leg was bending the wrong way didn't help him calm down. Not one bit.
At this point, a lot of people were there, but they didn't come closer to us.
After a few minutes they went away to do their own thing, after hearing that an ambulance is on its way.
What's taking them so fucking long. I'll grow old here till they arrive.I was furious, even though it didn't show.
I was mad at the dog owner, for going around with a broken leash, mad at the ambulance, for taking their sweet ass time. Seriously, where are they?
But most importantly I was mad at the boy. He acted without thinking.I looked angrily at the poor guy. That was the first time I actually took a good look at his appearance. He had black hair, with a hairpiece that was standing straight up, and he wore the same school uniform that I had. But what mostly caught my attention, were his eyes. They looked... emotionless, almost dead. If he wouldn't be whimpering, I might've actually thought he was dead.
I decided to speak
- That was a really stupid thing to do you know...- my voice was barely audible, I didn't really like talking to strangers, especially not loudly.
- Jeez, are you going to scold me? That's definitely what I need in a situation like this...- his voice was dripping with sarcasm.
He wasn't looking me in the eyes for some reason.
Wait, he's going to go to the same school as me, I wouldn't want him to hate me.
- Uhm.. uh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scold you, I'm just--
My voice was cut off by the sirens of the ambulance.
Bitch it was about that time...They took the guy away, and then it got quiet. I looked at my clock. 8:10?!?!
I'm late! I have to hurry up.
I ran like the wind for another 3 minutes, found my classroom in about 5 minutes, and stood in front of the door debating if I should go in, or go and commit double suicide with Dazai for like 2 minutes.
After that I went in, explained everything to our homeroom teacher and went to my seat.
Well, that was a chill first day...
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