Y/N'S POV
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I was sleeping peacefully, not a care in the world for what is going to happen tomorrow. But as always, Dylan ruins it.
"Y/n! Get up! You're already late for school, dipshit!" He shouted, and slammed the door behind him.
I grumbled a curse under my breath and stood up, my feet hitting the floor of my room.
I put on a plain hoodie and some leggings.
I brush through my hair as quickly as I can. I ran to my nightstand, picking up my phone and looking at the time.
It was 8:13AM.
7 minutes till school starts. There was absolutely no time for me to eat.
I guess i'll ask Sofie for food when I get to school. I looked like a mess, but who was I going to impress? The janitor?
I ran down the stairs, hand on the railing.
"Y/n," my mom said, a stern look on her face. "You're late. I told the bus driver to wait for you 10 minutes ago. Are you okay?" I looked out the window, and sure enough, the bright yellow bus wasn't there.
"Shit." I muttered under my breath.
"Hey! Language..." My sister Lily shouted.
"Oh, shut up! I'm not in the mood." I responded.
"Y/n, when are you in the mood?" Dylan asked, taking a bite of an apple.
"When you're not here, barfbag." I grabbed a pear from the fruit bowl and walked away, ruffling his hair. "I'm fine, mom!" I said as I pulled on my checkered vans.
"I'll see ya after school!" And so, I ran out the door.
"YOU FORGOT YOUR FUCKING BAG, N/N!" Lily shouted.
"OH RIGHT!" I ran back to the door, snatching my bag out of her hands.
"Love you, Lils."
"Love you too, Y/n. Now go, before mom asks Dylan to drive you."
LIZZY'S NOTE: ahahaha hi everyone! i'm lizzy!! this is the first chapter of my new book, so pls leave some suggestions! or questions in the comments! I better go now, i need to finish those 32 missing homework assignments.
-lizzy out
Edit: also sorry for the rlly short chapter. i'll probably start posting chapters everyday to every other day :)
Edit: DUDE I JUST REALIZED HOW FUCKING BAD THESE FIRST CHAPTERS ARE, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE KEEP READING I PINKIE FUCKING PROMISE YOU THEY GET BETTER AJSHDFASFHAGSFJADFS
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