(Y/n)'s POV

I stretched my arms as I open my closed eyes, hoping that I could fall asleep again. But then, I remembered, you can't just do that.... Theres school. Ah god dammnit. I swing my legs from my bed to the floor. I cringed at the coldness of the tiles. I stood up, slowly walking torwards the restroom where my outfit was made.

(Does that happen to you? Like.. wake up in the morning, when you put your feet on the floor, you just go- BAM! ITS SO COLD)

After warming up in the shower, I went downstairs to eat. I tried pulling out a box of cereal from the cupboard but just results to failing. Im too short.. I kept trying and trying until I felt someone grab it for me from behind. I looked behind to see Paperjam grabbing it for me. I blushed at how close he is to me. "U-uh- Why thefck are you here?" I told him, maybe with a little glare. "Oh, wait what?" PJ said with a little confusion in his voice. "Huh?" Now I'm also confused. "WHAT THE ACTUAL FCK" We both said in unison.

"Ok, first of all, just answer my question, why are you here in my house?" I asked him, poking his chest. "Well, I'm here because your bro called me up to go here to finish our report in History.. and since it was too late for me to go back.. soooo...I stayed here for the night." He explained with a sigh, also scratching the back of his neck. Hayy, signs of nervousness. "Yeah, sure." I replied with an eye roll. He let out a sigh of relief.

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"NOW LEAVE!"

I shouted at him, causing him to scramble off our house. I went back to what I was doing and ate my cereal with peace. Damien popped his head out the hallway and asked, "What the actual heck just happened?". I kept eating my breakfast, "Oh, nothing really. I just told your petty friend to scramble off my property." I locked my eyes with him. He gulped and just went away to get dressed.

"Better."

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We were now walking off to school cause the bus left without us.

'Screw those buses'

We went off to our own, seperate classes with respective friends along with us.

I went to my chosen seat at the back and laid my head into my arms, feeling sleepy af. (Don't worry, you won't turn into Suga.) Mr. Ink didn't come yet so I took it as the time to sleep. I fully laid my head on the table, wrapping my arms around my head. I fell into a sleep after a few seconds.

I felt someone poking me. Ah. How dare they try to disturb me from my sleep. I swatted their hands away but it didn't stop. I slapped their hands away this time. I mentally smiled as the person stopped annoying me. I then heard someone calling my name.

"(Y/n)!"

I jolted up as I see Rose next to me with a grin and she had her hand up so it means she was the one poking me. I looked around to see everyone looking at me. Some were laughing, some were red, and some... they didn't care. I turned embarassed and sat up straight. I tried fixing my hair with my hands. The day went by quickly. There wasn't much things to do but okay.

It's now dismissal and almost everyone is going home. We had to reherse our play because we're going to perform it tomorrow.

I went to my position on the stage and read my lines. PJ who was also talking infront of me looked at me with eyes that say 'please don't kill me'. I smirked which made him widen his eyes. I chuckled a little and went on with the play.

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"AGAIN!" Mr. Mettaton told us for.. about.. 23 times already? Yeah. We were all exhausted. We were now just doing another set of the play, FROM THE TOP. We all walked to our positions, groaning. I stated my lines, kinda groggily if I do say so myself. Mr. Mettaton looked at me with a glare.

"STOP!"

Everyone groaned and almost everyone fell to the floor. He looked at the time and noticed that it was getting quite late. Like.. 8:30 pm.. I remembered that Damien stayed back so that he could watch. I looked at him to see him sleeping on one of the chairs. I chuckled a little. "It is getting late so go home darlings" He finally dismissed us. Everyone threw their hands up in the air. They're probably too tired to say a single word. Damien quickly sat up and raised his hand. I laughed at his actions. I went down the stage and approached him. "Let's go home ey?" I asked him, my body ready to collapse right here on the spot. "Let's"

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As soon as we got home, I plopped on the couch. I was about to fall asleep when someone pulled my leg. "AH" I squirmed out of the person's grasp but failed to do so. "GO UPSTAIRS AND SLEEP THERE!" Damien shouted which jolted me awake. I scowled at him. "No need. You woke me." I slapped his hand away and went upstairs.

I changed into my pajamas and layed on my (f/c) sheets. I grabbed my phone and checked all my social medias. I was still using my phone an hour later. What I didn't notice was that darkness slowly took over me.

Damien's POV

I slowly opened her door, I saw her peacefully sleeping on her bed. I saw that her phone illuminated her dark room. I smiled then closed the door.

"Sleep tight (Y/n)."

A/n
AHA! TOOK A WHILE BUT THAT DOESN'T MATTER