girlfailure

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You were staring into the void,regretting all of your life decisions. You had a slight migraine that caused nausea and your teacher's obnoxious high pitched voice that has been blasting in your ear for two hours now didn't help you, by any means. Your hair felt sticky, your clothes too tight and that small paper cut on your index finger irritated you to no end.

See, you would've skipped but you couldn't afford to. It was your last year of high school after all, and you've committed enough truancy. Just one more absence, and your mother will be seeing the court, you feared.

"Pshh, (Y/N)." Your thoughts were interrupted by your friend's rather aggressive whispering. You turned your head to see her pointing to her phone. Suddenly, all life entered your body. Only one minute left! Hallelujah!

You discreetly started to put your notebooks in your tote bag, which caught your teacher's attention. Before she could go on on a tangent about how disrespectful you are, the bell rang. You gave her a sheepish smile, and walked out of the classroom, being the first one to do so. You still felt the lightheadedness, however you tried to ignore it. You'll take care of it at home.

You climbed down the stairs as quickly as possible, which wasn't the best idea. Oh boy, was it not. Not only were your school's stairs' architecture questionable , but also some little bitch in your school has decided to use the school-stairs as a trashcan for their Haribo goldbear package. Who even eats Haribo's at this grown age?!

What happened next wasn't pretty. You lost all of your balance, and your attempt at grabbing onto something was pathetic at best. You let out a yelp, somehow managing to pray to all of the Gods and Goddesses to manifest some corny teenage show main love interest who grabs you by your waist when you trip, into existence.

The last thing you remembered was someone yelling out your name.

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The first thing you heard when you opened your eyes was someone calling out your name. You didn't dare to move. This did not look like a hospital ceiling, nor did it look like yours. Or your friend's.

You were currently staring at this Hello Kitty ceiling that those Sanrio girlies would've killed for. Ironically, you were so utterly terrified by this unrecognised ceiling (full of Hello Kitty) and this unknown voice ( a literal auditory caramel) that you didn't even dare to move one inch. Were you kidnapped?!

"Get your ass up. It's time to go to school." These words may have lessened the voice's angelicity, but not your confusion. Oh no, your confusion high rocketed.

'I want to die.'

A/N hii. an isekai twilight fanfic as there aren't that many out there. MC is 17, her last year of high school. I figured being isekaied to 2005 Twilight was already enough on her bag, making her experience being 17 all over again would've been sadistic. I'm only writing this for fun, so i know it doesn't have the best writing. I wrote this in 15 minutes, so expect other chapters to be better (and for me to put more effort in writing them lols). Anyway, have a great day!

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