[being rewritten for the 1938473th time]
If it was up to Y/n L/n, she would read the summer away, lost in history books and adventure novels, finding excitement in their written words.
Meeting Lloyd Garmadon changed her plans.
Suddenly, Y/n is l...
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sunshine if you threw it in the air, babe i couldn't help but stare, babe i'd let you love me blind, sunshine
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Happy 300k words! I am slowly going insane. also sorry if this chapter lowk sucks i wrote it while covid was kicking my ass lol (im fine now)
TW: mentions/reference of ptsd
T-minus two weeks until school began. I think I was the only one of my friends who was actually excited.
The only downside of this countdown meant that I had less than two weeks to throw myself into giving Lloyd the majority of my attention and shower him with good days after such a horrid week. Once classes began, my focus will be heavily on my studies. My Lloyd time will be cut into a fraction of what it'd been.
My high school education being the best it could be was imperative. I wanted to get into a good university - no, the best university. I wanted to get into Borg's very own exclusive Borg Tech, with its yearly acceptance rate of less than ten percent. Though the school was young in comparison to its sisters, it had the best history course in all of Ninjago - every modern archeological and historical genius studied there.
For the first two days of the last two weeks, though, I couldn't do much. I spent it lounging around the house while my poor body recovered, on the phone with Lloyd or reading textbooks in preparation for my first day at Ninjago High, or even doing both at the same time. He thought it was incredibly amusing that I was pre-studying. I told him it was a necessity, and that he should do the same.
His boisterous laughter was all the answer I needed.
Skylor's back-up team was still patrolling the city while the ninja recovered, and Lloyd kept me updated on her and Neuro's stake-out mission watching over Axon. He still had the book, but hadn't used it since he summoned Morro. Who knew what its contents were? Who knew what Axon was capable of?
It made me a little uneasy that he was still hanging around. When I told my parents about him, I'd never seen them both look so furious. The heat of their rage could melt an Ice Age. And though I hated it, I had to make Mum promise not to tell Aunt Rose - not until the ninja dealt with Axon properly. She reluctantly vowed her silence on the matter.
But I could worry about all that later; what I was doing now was using my newfound mundane freedom and working limbs by surprising Lloyd with a gift. Comics and candy - his two favourite things. Hopefully that would mitigate the boredom he'd been complaining about while being cooped up. I stretched my legs and took joy in the easy calmness of a normal Saturday afternoon.
