(A/N: Hello i edited this I'm so sorry okay welcome!! Enjoy the beginning of easily the worst book you'll ever read :))
Y/N turned to the left of her white single bed situated in the corner of her room, and hit snooze on her phone alarm. It was 6:30AM, she didn't need to be up that early on the weekend, right? Why was her alarm even going off on the weekend? Ten minutes later, she pressed snooze again.
This continued for some time, until she decided she was re-charged enough to open her hazel-coloured eyes and start her day. She checks her phone and lets out a slight gasp. 'N-nani?' She stuttered, horrified. 'It's WEDNESDAY??' She frantically jumped out of bed, knowing that she would be late for school. Y/N ran into her en-suite bathroom, tying her ebony black hair into a messy bun and pulling the baby hairs out to frame her face. After washing said face with skincare that was wayyyyy out of her budget that she really didn't need, and brushing her teeth, she applied some light blush and a coral-coloured lip tint. Might as well roll up looking like a goddess she thought, chucking to herself.
She then threw on her favourite pair of mom jeans, pairing it with a mustard-coloured sweater and her matching yellow converse. She grabbed her kanken and ran out the door; maybe if I ran, I could actually make it for once.
[20 Minutes Later...]
Y/N slumped down beside her locker, catching her breath as she punched in the code to open it. She did it, she wasn't late! It was a miracle! She shoved her bag into the weird blue metal box and retrieved her Geography textbooks and pencil case. A minute later, she slammed the locker shut, stood up, and walked down the hall to her designated class. As she made her way down the corridor, she peered through the classroom doors she passed. Y/N was sure Amelia was in that room, but she just couldn't see he-
Y/N bumped into what felt like a wall. But it wasn't a wall... it was a person. A boy, to be exact, who picked up her geography book from off of the ground and handed it to her, keeping his head down. 'Oh, I'm sorry about that haha. I wasn't really looking where I was going. Thanks!' She smiled at him. He mumbled something that sounded like a 'no problem' then hurried down the opposite direction. Y/N had never seen him before; she would have definitely known who he was, she had the same classmates for years! Who was he?
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Fanfiction"So basically I want to make the mother of all shitposts on wattpad. The full 'y/n tied her caramel coloured hair into a messy bun' basic. But there's a twist. I'll write the first chapter, and someone else has to write the next. Then, the third per...
