Zoey & fem reader
Description: Jazlyn got into it with you and you run up to the dorm ready to fight her only for Zoey to step in and you both have a connection with each other.
Angry, you walked up to the address Jazlyn gave you.
You knocked hard on the door in anger and seen a girl that was clearly not Jazlyn open the door. She looked at you confused.
"Who are you?" She asked. "We can get to that later, I'm looking for Jazlyn Foster" you said. "She's here" she said, confused. She let you in and Jazlyn came out.
She looked at your outfit.
She scoffed. "Typical" she said. "What you mean 'typical'? This is my style and how I dress" you told her. "Sure it is" she said.
"Didn't Skylar tell your ass to stop judging people before she left?" You asked her. You and Skylar were best friends, like sisters. Jazlyn didn't like you and thought you were a bad person.
Jazlyn walked up to you and both of you stared at each other. A beautiful girl that was the same hight as you came out of nowhere and stood by Jazlyn.
"What's going on?" She asked. "How about you ask Ms. Forester since she always want to beef with somebody?" You said. She then stood in the middle and looked at you.
"Please don't worry about her. Jazlyn means no harm" she said. "I would know that if she would've at least let me try to get to know her" you said, glaring at Jazlyn.
The girl pulled your face down to her and looked you in the eyes. "I'm so sorry about Jazlyn. Please don't pay any mind to her" she said. You listened because she interested you.
You nodded. "The name's Y/n. You are?" You asked her. "Zoey Johnson" she said, smiling at you. "What a nice name for a beauty" you told her. She blushed a little and looked down.
"Thank you" She said quietly. "You're welcome. And by the way, my friend's having a fashion show coming up. I'll put in a word for you" you told her.
"I'd like that" she said. You gave her your number and walked out.
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