𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃, a rich girl meets a nonchalant stranger at a party taking drugs with him. They end up hanging out with each other more and more disregarding their social differences eventually falling in love with each other.
🥇 Eren
🥇 Erenxreade...
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〖✰〗Y/N walked through the entrance of her prestigious private school taking off her beats headphones and roaming through the hallways. She walked past her close friend Donatella who was out dealing beside the locker smiling at her as she nodded at her back.
She walked to her locker pressing on the code and unlocking it placing her bag inside and taking out her books for her first lesson which was biology.
"You okay?" Donatella uttered opening her locker secretively counting the money she just made from selling weed. She stuffed the cash inside her one of her books arranging it back.
"I literally don't wanna be here." She lightly groaned glimpsing at her as Donatella tied her hair up into a ponytail showing the shaved part at the bottom of her head.
"Damn, wanna go smoke instead?" Donatella asked as Y/N side eyed her slightly.
"Are you serious?" Y/N trailed her fingertips up the collar or Donatella's blazer as she nodded repeatedly taking out a three mini ziplock bags that contained a gram of weed each.
"I'm not feeling biology right now," Donatella's murmured secret placing the bag of weed inside the mini pocket of her blazer before taking out her phone as it unlocked with her Face ID.
"You're gonna get me in so much trouble I've been skipping all of my lessons—"
"One life," Donatella scoffed. "And since when did you care?" She glanced at Y/N watching her put her books back in and close her locker door shut.
"You're such a bad influence," Y/N spoke as walked towards the stairs where the fire exit was the place where they usually snuck out of school premises.
Y/N held the joint against her fingertips listening to the music that played amongst her close friend Donatella'a iPhone.
She took in one last inhale handing it to Donatella exhaling watching the foggy smoke ascend to the sky. She shivered a little since it was really cold outside causing her to stuff her hands into the black Moncler puffer jacket she wore while Donatella came closer to her videoing them as they sang to the music that was playing.
"Don't post that I look ugly," Y/N said staring at herself as Donatella lightly slapped her.
"You look gorgeous," Donatella complimented saving the video uploading it to her close friends on Instagram before turning off her phone.
"You keep complaining that you don't have a boyfriend but you wanna be a ghost face all the time and not post yourself." Donatella noted.
"I hate boys." Y/N bit her lower lip looking ahead of her as she wiped her her runny nose with the back of her hand; handing the joint to Donatella before pressing her eyes with her thumb.
She spat on the floor tasting the bitter taste of the weed in her mouth wiping her mouth with the back of her wrist. Donatella got up from the wooden bench turning up the volume to her music and changing the song into something classical.
"What are you doing?" Y/N looked at her in bewilderment.
"And can you change the music? No one is tryna listen to Beethoven while getting high." Y/N asked.
"No, I wanna dance." She shook her head.
"Come let's dance."
Y/N sighed her converse colliding against the concrete floor walking up to Donatella as she hugged her turning around a little.
She pulled away taking the joint off Y/N's hands placing them against her lips as she wrapped her arms around Y/N's waist stretching their arms out. They stared into each other's eyes.
"I'll be the boy you be the girl." She said as Y/N giggled twirling around the park with her.
Donatella spun her around making her lean back on her arms almost making Y/N trip and fall.
"You're not making me feel like a princess right now," Y/N said as Donatella rolled her eyes walking back to the bench sitting down and changing the music as Kehlani played.
"I want a boyfriend." Y/N pouted walking up to her and sitting on the seat in between her legs.
"You just said you hated boys...maybe the high is getting to you," Donatella stared into her red eyes.
"Like I don't want those bitchy private school boys that act like girls." Y/N elaborated.
"I can't imagine you with a femboy," Donatella chuckled as Y/N started laughing too.
"I want a boy that's mean to everybody else but me," Y/N rambled on as Donatella dropped the joint on the concrete floor before squashing it with the heel of her foot.
"And I want a girl that just matches my vibe but unfortunately every girl in our school are stuck up and worry too much about their reputation," Donatella linked arms with Y/N as Y/N picked up her Daunt Books tote bag.
"I'll date you," Y/N smiled at her as the corners of her red eyes creased.
"Y/N you're like my sister..." Donatella laughed as Y/N gasped and covered her mouth.
"You just sister zoned me?" Y/N placed her hand on her chest offendedly.
