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It was another rough morning for Y/n.

Wake up, brush your teeth, eat breakfast if you can get any, get dressed, get your bag, leave for school and try not to get noticed by mum and dad.

Now, why the last thing you ask?

Y/n here.. Has some family problems. Her mother likes to do drugs, while her father drinks. So most of the time her mother is high, and her father is just angry. Weather he's drunk or not.

So Y/n did as planned. Woke up, went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, went to the kitchen. And that's where a problem appears. Her mum was in the kitchen. If she could only distract her somehow. Having found a rock from the stash she keeps hidden under the floorboards, she threw a rock, and just as she thought, her mother went away, searching for the sound.

She didn't know how, or why it worked, but she just guessed it was an effect from the drugs. Grabbing what she needed, she packed her books and lunch and went to get ready.

Putting on a white shirt with a black top, she matched it with some high-waist jeans. Since it was winter, she put on her f/c boots and a warm black jacket.

As she left her house, she went right over to the next one, it being Tords. Knocking softly but confidently, she waited a while. After a few minutes, the door opened, revealing who she thought was Tords dad.

"Hei! Er du faren til Tord?"
(Hi! Are you Tords father? )

"Ja det er jeg.Hvem er du? "
(Yes, I am. Who are you? )

"Jeg er Y/n.Tords venn. "
(I am Y/n. Tord's friend.)

"Ohh.Så det er deg! Vel, kom inn. Og jeg skal prøve å bruke engelsk så du ikke trenger det."
(Ohh. So that is you! Well, come on in. And I'll try to use English so you don't need to.)

"Okay! Thank you Mr. .. Mr. uh.. "

"Call me Pau kid. "

"Alright Mr. Pau! "

"Just Pau is fine, but I guess that's okay too. "

"So uh.. Where is Tords room? "

"Oh- just go straight to the end of hall, so the red door on the right is Tords. "

He said, instructing the h/c girl. Following the instructions, the girl got to a red coloured door, matching the colour of the hoodie her friend wore.

Opening the door, she was met with a Tord running around the room getting ready. Since he didn't notice her yet, she just stood there watching him. After the caramel haired boy seemed to be ready, he was going to leave the room, but bummed into a familiar face.

"Oh hei! Didn't see du there. Unnskyld Y/n."
(Oh hi! Didn't see you there. Sorry Y/n.)

"It's fine. Also, your English has improved I see? "

"Ja! I've been practicing a lot, since jeg couldn't sleep. "
(Yes! I've been practicing a lot, since I couldn't sleep.)

"Oh. Well that's nice- we should get going though. "

"Yes, let's go now. "

The boy said, grabbing the girls hand and dragging her. All the girl could do was only blush at this since the grasp on her hand was too strong, and she didn't want to let go either.