《Water and Ice | Shoto Todoroki》Chapter 69-Leaving
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I blinked, my eyes adjusting to the new brightness surrounding me. I didn't even realize that I had fallen asleep until I woke up. My thoughts were hazy as I tried to recall last night. Then suddenly it hit me.
"WAKE UP Y/N!" Ura shouted.
I just groaned and turned over, using a pillow to cover my head.
She started banging pots around.
"Who in their right mind gave her pots...?" I grumbled to myself.
Suddenly I felt her jump on top of me.
"URA I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DON'T GET OFF ME IN FIVE SECONDS I WILL DROWN YOU." I yelled, extremely annoyed.
I quickly felt her roll off of me.
"You do need to get up though, we're leaving soon." She said.
"WHAT?!" I sat up quickly.
"Yeah! You better get ready fast or we're leaving you behind." She added.
I started to get ready quickly, I wouldn't put it past Aizawa to leave one of his students behind.
I had managed to get myself ready and pack up all of my stuff in about ten minutes, and only when I was done did I realize how much she was laughing.
"Pfft- You actually believed me!" She said.
I glared at her.
"Sometimes I just really hate you." I said grouchily.
She was still laughing as I unzipped the tent and stepped out.
Mina and Jiro weren't in the tent before so there must be at least a few other people out here. I looked around and saw them along with a few others hanging out at the picnic benches. I walked over and sat down with them, Ura joined us soon after.
"So y/n~ I heard and you and Todoroki are dating now!" Hagakure brought the dreaded topic up.
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I nodded reluctantly before glaring at the three of my tent-mates, knowing one of them must have let the truth out.
"Finally! It's about time!" Tsu exclaimed.
I rolled my eyes. The rest of the group murmured some form of congratulations or satisfaction that we were finally together. We continued to talk about other things, making me glad we had left the subject of me and Todoroki behind.
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I zipped up the bag that the tent had come in, leaving the deconstructed shelter secured inside. I brought it over to the picnic benches where we had made a collection spot for all the supplies we needed to take back. We'd already had breakfast and packed up our things, and we would be leaving soon. I began helping to load everything into the bus, making the time until we would leave shorter.
After a little while, we were finally finished with packing and loading everything up. We began to board the bus. I got on and chose a seat more towards the back, in an attempt to stay away from most of the chaos coming from the middle rows. I sat down closed my eyes for a moment, tired from the lack of sleep. I opened them again and looked out the window as the rest of the bus filled up.
I felt someone sit down beside me, and looked to see who it was.
"Hey." I greeted.
"Hey." Todoroki responded.
I sighed and sank down farther in my seat.
"Tired?" He asked.
"More than I should be." I answered.
He let out a soft chuckle.
The bus began moving and I sat up again. I stared out the window, but I felt my eyes begin to close. I fought the urge, but my brain didn't really get the idea. My eyes slowly shut, and I shifted over, leaning against something that felt like a good sleeping support.
I didn't really register what it was, I was already drifting to sleep with all the bumps and loud noises lulled into the background.
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