Y/N p.o.v.

7:25 a.m.

I grabbed my keys, and headed out the door. Slipping into the black leather seats of my car, I  rushed to school. It would be the first of many days I would be spending here in my old town. So much has changed since I arrived here two days ago. Everything was fresh. A new beginning, I might add. But, I never liked new beginnings. They're frightening, yet they bring a sense of happiness rushing through my veins. Nostalgia rushes over me as I look to the right of me. The old playground. I used to spend countless hour there, pretending to be a fierce warrior. I chuckle at the memory.

I soon arrived at my destination. Blossom High School. Pulling up to the front gate, I parked my car and stepped out. Today was all about first impressions. So, I wore my striped long sleeved turtleneck paired with a tight leather skirt with fishnets, and black combat boot heels. I kept makeup simple, winged eyeliner and black lips.

As I continued walking, all eyes were on me. It was a bit awkward at first, but I didn't mind. I had somewhere to be. While walking to the office to get my schedule, I noticed how average and plain everyone seemed. I brushed it off, and kept walking. Walking down to the office, my mind drifted. I thought of all the possibilities that the day would bring me. And pretty soon, I had arrived.

"Good morning! Are you the new student?" a short, auburn haired women asked. I immediately assumed this lady was the secretary.

"Uuh... Y-yeah.." I awkwardly muttered, with a small bit of laughter.

"Ok. Please sit down for now, the guidance counselor hasn't arrived yet. He'll be here soon though." the secretary replied, after waving her hand towards the couch. I made my way towards the dusty old couch, and waited for the guidance counselor.

After what seemed to be 5 minutes, a fairly tall woman with short brown hair, quickly rushed into the office. She was holding a sleek leather briefcase, and was holding a half empty iced coffee.

"Oh! Are you the new student? I'm Mrs. Smith, please follow me to my office, and we'll set up your schedule" Mrs. Smith enthusiastically greeted.

Wow. She must have had to many shots of espresso.

I got up from my seated position, and grabbed my backpack on the way to Mrs. Smith's office. Her office was relatively small, and had a monochrome feel to it. On her desk sat a small Mac Book with a purple mouse, and a few stacks of paper.

"What's your name sweetheart?" she asked with smile. I internally cringed, as I replied:

"Min Y/N" I replied boredly. She began typing into her computer, and clicking her mouse rapidly.

"Aha! Found you! Let me just print out your schedule, and you'll be on your way." Mrs. Smith says, while printing out my schedule. She hands me my schedule, and next thing I know, I'm on my way to my locker.

7:57 a.m.

Where the fuck is my class??

I've been wondering these halls for about 10 minutes now and I still couldn't find my class. Checking between my schedule and the room numbers, I accidentally bump into someone.

"Shit.. sorry about that." I apologize as I look up to the person I bumped into. He was a short male with pitch black hair. He was dressed in a worn leather jacket, white t-shirt and torn jeans.

"Watch where you're going, Tumblr wannabe." he scoffed. As he walked away, I silently glared at him, as I continued trying to find my class.

8:02 a.m.

    I'm 15 minutes late as I walk through the classroom door. Incessant chatter is all I hear, but not for long. As the door slammed behind me, the entire class is silent, staring intently at me. I walk over to the teacher and explain to him why I'm late. After a few moments chatting with the teacher, he asks me to introduce myself. Introductions weren't exactly my forte. As I looked towards my class, my face immediately went beet red.

"H-hi, my name is Y/N." I stutter out loud. I look towards the teacher, as he motions me towards my seat. I notice how I'm sitting right next to the extremely rude guy I had run into the hallway. He had an extremely bored expression adorned on his face.

"Y/N, you'll be sitting next to Park Jimin. Jimin please raise your hand." the teacher announces. I immediately put on a stone cold expression, as I made my way to my new seat.

Wow, what a great start to my first day.

"Just my luck, i get sit next to the tumblr wannabe." Jimin rudely greets me.

"Nice to meet you too." I snarled irritatedly.

"Jimin stop being an asshole," A bleached blonde girl said, while smacking the back of Jimin's head, "I'm Hyuna by the way." She holds out her hand for me to shake, and I'm more than excited to shake her hand.

"Thanks, I'm Y/N" I announce, slightly scratching the back of my head. Hyuna chuckles, and adverts here attention to the front of the class, I do the same.

11:02 a.m. - Lunchtime

    "Okay, so first things first. After your first 4 class, we got to lunch. After lunch there's a break. Understand?" Hyuna explains, as we walk to our lockers. I nod half-listening as I check out my surroundings.

    The school's hallways were cramped, the deep blue lockers take up most of the hallway. I struggled even to stand next to Hyuna as we walked. After walking around a few corners we finally made it to the cafeteria.

"So, Y/N where yah from?" Hyuna asks, as she messes with her hair.

"Oh.. U-uh just out of country, nothing special." I answer hesitantly.

You can't let them find out Y/N.

"Oh ok." she hummed. Soon after my small talk with Hyuna, a group of people walked in. In this group was a tall broad shouldered man with bleached hair, a long faced guy with a giant small adorned on him face, an extremely sophisticated-looking guy with mint green hair, as well as two relatively young guys. Oh, and Jimin was there too. The group sat down at the table with us, and Hyuna greeted them.

"Hey guys, where's Yoongi?" I instantly perked up at that name. The group seemed confused at my reactions, but I just waved them off.

"Who's this?" The mint haired guy asked.

"This is--"

"Y/N?!"

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Hi! This is my new fic.

I know I haven't really written in a while. And I'm sorry about that. I've honestly had zero motivation/ideas. But now I'm back!

I just wanted to let you know that this fic is being written between me and my friend. But, sadly she doesn't have Wattpad.

Anyways, thanks for reading!