(If I mess up any spelling on her, just know my phone screen is literally fucked, pictured up top, so it's kinda ha d to see on it, especially when typing)
•Third person P.O.V•

(Y/N) was on their way to the bus stop, just like any other normal school day. You wore (outfit of your choice) with your (H/C) hair in (hairstyle of your choice)

"(Y/N)! Hey! (Y/N)!"
You looked up from your phone to see your friend Emma running towards you, waving her hand in the air. She had shoulder length, curly blonde hair, complimented by a grey headband, a white shirt with little flower designs on it under a grey cardigan, black leggings and white converse shoes.
"This is the third time you're late this week, what's up with you?" You joked, she was usually here before you
"Oh hush!" She giggled before continuing, giving you a sassy little spin "It takes a long time to look this good" you roll your eyes, laughing "You haven't changed"

(Timeskip to lunchtime)

"What class do we all have after this?" You questioned your little group of 3, 4 counting yourself
"Me and Emma have geometry I'm pretty sure" Justin explained. He was one of your childhood friends, along with Emma
"Sounds boring, I have art" Lucy jokingly bragged
"Lucky" Emma sat back down "Our teacher is so bad!" She complained, leaning back in her chair.
Suddenly, you got a random pain in your head
"I'll be back in a minute"you explained, walking off to the bathroom

Everything around you was almost changing height as you sat on the floor. Some of the stalls looked bigger, and some looked smaller, it was so odd. You got up and looked in the mirror, you looked horribly pale and sickly. While you were trying to fix yourself up, you noticed something in the reflection of the mirror, almost like eyes and a grin. You turned around quickly, hearing a small whisper

"I'm late!"