Highschool Crushes [A Steve Cobs x Ballpoint pen ii fanfic]

Prologue

Ballpoint Pen PoV:

I sighed. The plane was just about to take off. I didn't want to leave, but I had to I guess. Mom said it'll be a nice change and that I'll make new friends, but I don't think that'll happen. I didn't have any friends here, why would I have friends in a new country? They'll probably bully me for 'having an accent' or something. Whatever. I leaned my head on the window just as the plane took off and watched as the surrounding buildings and trucks in the airport became smaller and smaller and smaller. I was gonna miss France. Probably. There wasn't anything that really mattered to me here aside from our home and the bakery not too far from it. Hm. I wonder if American bakeries sell scones. I suppose I'll find out soon.

I looked away from the window and looked at my mom, who was having a call on her phone. Must've been about work. I wonder what job she'll have on america. Probably the same job. Or maybe she'll switch to accounting. She has been taking Saturday accounting classes. I leaned back on my chair, feeling a sense of fear and unease at the new life I'll have soon. I don't want to leave France, but at the same time I don't want to be in France. It's.. complicated.

I rub my temples and took out my phone before plugging in my earbuds. Maybe a few songs will help me get my mind off things. And it did! It even made me fall asleep during the flight, which was a good thing since it was a long flight.

I hope america isn't like how the movies depict it. Dangerous, filled with serial killers, guns firing everywhere for no reason. Whatever. We landed soon after I woke up from my nap. Welp, america, let's see what you have in stored.

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318 words! A bit short, but eh¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯
I headcanon Ballpoint pen to be French because why not?