《The Photobooth; rodrick x reader♡》one
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I woke up realizing today was my first day of school in a now town, I was going to be entering my sophomore year.
I hear my moms voice echoing from the kitchen screaming my name, "WAKE UP YOU HAVE TO GET READY FOR SCHOOL" She shouts.
I put on a basic hoodie and went downstairs where i'm greeted by my mom.
"I'll drive you to school but i'll be working late tonight" she says while she's drinking her coffee. I get into her car and while she's driving I start getting nervous.
what if I don't fit in?
what if I have no friends?
My mom looks over at me and can tell i'm panicking. "you'll be okay sweetie" she says but I'm still worrying what if i won't be okay
My last school was great, I had 2 bestfriends I did everything with but I had to move all the way from New York City to a small town called Plainview. I haven't even heard of Plainview until last month. My parents are trying to make the best out of the situation because we only moved here because of my moms promotion.
Before I know it i'm already at the westmore highschool, this should be fun.
"Have a good day at school sweetie, i need to go speak to the principal about joining the PTA"
Why is my mom always joining the PTA? No one cares about that stuff when you're in highschool.
I check my schedule and notice I have math class first. "wow math on my first day yay" I whispered to myself.
"Oh you have math?"
I turn around a see this girl staring at me. "Uh yeah, im in classroom 23?"
"Oh me too! You look new, I can show you where that is"
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"Thanks, i'm uh y/n anderson"
"I'm Madison Jones"
Madison seems nice, did I really just make my first friend before my first period?
Madison and I walk into math class, I notice this boy wearing all black staring at me from the back of the class? I sit down next to Madison in the front row.
The teacher walks in.
"Good morning students, welcome to your sophomore year. I'm Mr.Willson and I will be your math teacher for the year, of course i've taught most of you guys last year so i see a lot of familiar faces" I accidentally make eye contact with the teacher. Oh my god no. he looks at me and says "I don't recognize you, you must be new. why don't you introduce yourself to the class."
I stand up and awkwardly make my way to the front of the class. I see the same boy from earlier staring at me. He must really hate me.
"H-hi i'm y/n anderson. i recently moved here from new york city... i can't wait to get to know everyone."
That was so stupid why did I just say that
"Thank you miss anderson, you may sit down" i awkwardly make my way back to my seat. the rest of math class happens as me and madison aren't paying attention and whispering to each other. i think we'll be good friends.
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*Ringgg*
The bell rings signaling lunchtime as I put my books into my locker. I make my way to the cafeteria and I sit next to Madison.
"Is that... supposed to be pizza?" I ask Madison. "It is, the food here is so gross, i wouldn't eat the pudding if I were you". i laugh at her but Madison looks serious.
A girl sits down next to Madison. "Oh! I completely forgot, y/n this is my friend Kim Choi".
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Me, Kim and Madison spent the whole lunch time laughing and joking around. Maybe this school won't be so bad after all?
As soon as i had that thought a blonde haired girl and her brunette friend walk into the cafeteria like they own the place.
"That's Heather Hills" Kim says, "She's basically the Regina George of Plainview, shes so spoiled it's not even funny" Madison added.
What kind of cliche story with terrible writing have i gotten myself into?
Heather Hills and her friend Jennie Astor sit down on a table with a bunch of popular looking guys.
*Ringgg*
"What class do you guys have next?" I ask kim and madison. "I have art" replies Kim. "Lucky, i have history". "I have biology" I say to the girls.
"Good luck, the teacher is really strict" Kim says which worries me. "I hope i'll see you guys 4th period then" I tell my new friends as I rush to biology class.
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[[ Authors Note ]]
aha that was my first story! sorry if it's really bad i'm not good at writing 🥺👉👈. I hope you guys enjoyed it anyway!
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Once I was a plain princess
when I was a little girl my brilliant older sister wrote a romantic play and gave me the role of the plain royal princess who was in love with the male lead but after a pitiful struggle to win his heart, she killed herself. twelve years after playing that role I died in my own birthday party, next thing, I was the fifteen year old princess confessing her love to him. Cover credit: Young Girl Reading, Jean-Honoré Fragonard, c. 1770
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Round in circles, and right back to square one. They were, to each other, but a memory lost of remembrance. The mind forgot... will the heart remember? • very slow updates • slow plot development • Note that this work is also hosted on WP by me. This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, business establishments, locales or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. All Rights Reserved © 2018 by Wynne W.Y.W. All rights reserved. No part of this story can be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without express permission in writing.
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