Chapter 1
Sitting there
Beginning to wonder
Am I me..?
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"Y/n! are you already stoned or just not paying attention like always?"
Y/n shook the fatigue from their head and turned to their friend, well, if you could pick your own friends and have them instantly like your interests, then Y/n wouldn't per se pick Riley.
Y/n and Riley didn't have anyone else to talk to since everyone already had someone, so they just decided to be friends and Y/n's doom clicked with Riley's gloom, they would complain and nagged on other students that don't even know their names.
"Hmm? oh, um... I was just zone out, what did you say again?" Y/n showed Riley their sympathy smile and was replied with an eyeroll from her, "I asked you if you thought the senior prom and graduation was extremely idiotic since it just celebrating our last day of our teenage lives, like 'Yay! you graduated! now you have to pay bills and learn what stress actually feels!', right?"
Y/n nodded as both of them watched a group of kids outside from a window hanging up a sign that said in red, blotchy paint 'SENIOR PROM; BRING YOUR BEST AND YOUR DRESS, LADIES!'
Y/n shuddered in horror and Riley took out her gum to stick it under her desk with the other chewed gum-wads she had there, "Disgusting," Riley snarled out and took out a paper bag from her messenger bag, Y/n let out an sigh and took a mental note to pay back Riley for supplying them whenever their nature calls.
"You're the best, Riles." Y/n stood up to snatch Riley up in a hug but she leaned back in time, "I don't believe that," Y/n raised an eyebrow at her while stuffing the bag in their backpack, "I never believe in what my customers say since it could changed when I don't give them what they supposedly 'need'. . ." Y/n nodded and gathered their stuff to their other class.
Y/n began to daydream again when they were seated at their desk, the chatting and the screeching of chairs against the floor were muted by the constant ringing in Y/n's head, they didn't care enough to pay attention to middle-aged man that was forced to be here as well as Y/n was.
As the hands on the clock move an inch by a minute, Y/n was chewing on their nails before their knee started to bounce up and down, their hands clammy and lost of breath, Y/n's hand was up in a flash and they asked for the bathroom quickly.
Sitting in a stall that was decorated with comments drawn in Sharpie, Y/n took out a lighter and after a puff of what they had wanted all those past hours ago, they felt the euphoria they be searching for.
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Author's Note : Hello! My name is jade and this is my first time writing online and my older sister, Marceline, has many BETTER fanfictions than me! She's on Quotev and her username is MARCYYY, display name is Thiccitoby btw. i hope you enjoy this chapter because i may not publish another one since I'm on a school computer and im very busy :(
Update : She deleted her account :(
