2 The beginning

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You slammed the alarm clock, nearly breaking it and lifted yourself off the bed ever so slowly.

"Daaaammittttt." (Y/N) grumbled at the thought of going to school but then again what teenager or freakin' child for that matter wouldn't?

You slumped out of bed almost falling on your face out of sleep deprivation.

"Ughhhh I don't get why we have to go to school I mean if we wanna learn math give us some damn calculators we'll figure it out and for English we speak it perfectly why do we need it." You went downstairs still in your pajamas well not really pajamas more like an oversized t-shirt and boxers that were your older brother's that no longer fit him and were rather comfortable.

You lived alone since your parents were CONSTANTLY traveling and didn't really give a damn about you or your brother. Though your brother was in the military and so he didn't live with you either.

As you slumped into your kitchen, you rubbed your face, trying to wake yourself up a bit, you grabbed out some bread and stuffed it into the toaster and then made some tea. While the tea boiled on the stove and the bread was.... well toasting, you went back upstairs to get dressed.

You not being the "girly" type all about fashion you would rather have comfort over style, sure you liked to look good but only if it was comfortable, that's why the school uniform was not your favorite thing to wear, she didn't complain though since it had better comfort compared to most girl school uniforms.

Oh the uniform since it was school rules, you put your hair in a ponytail and went back downstairs to grab your toast and tea, you chugged the tea and put the toast in your mouth while grabbing your bag. Locking your door, you let the toast hang out of your mouth. You then looked at your phone and saw the time.

"Ah crap I'm gonna be late for school!!" You took off down the road and ran as fast as your slender legs could carry you. Running wasn't really your thing, so it worn you out pretty easily, but you were not gonna pay the consequences for being late just cause you didn't want to get your lazy ass out of bed earlier.

(Y/N) busted through the door panting steadily.

"Whew, right on time! Yeeeeaaa!" You looked up seeing the students having all eyes on you.

"Wait. I did make it on time, right?" The teacher and all the students shook their head at you.

"I'll let it slide this time Miss (Y/L/N) ok?" The teacher gave you a friendly merciful smile which made you sigh in satisfaction. You nodded in gratitude and made your way over to your seat next your friends Dianibel and Andrea.

(Y/N) slumped down into her chair dropping her bag right beside it. She held her head up with her hand and stared in front of her.

"Good job (Y/N)." Peter said blankly from behind her. Uh...Peter the transfer in the school he usually never talks to people especially to someone like me.

And is the person that I hate the most in the school and not only in my first hour class but guess what's more fun? He's in all of my classes Yay! Note the sarcasm.

All durning this class period he just would stare at me. Why me of all people and why did I dream about him.

~Time Skip~

It was the last period my favorite Chemistry, so I got there late like always and there was one seat left

Fuck... I have to sit next to Peter.

Well it can't get worst right, but it did my favorite teacher wasn't here instead we had a sub our choir teacher Mr. Sánchez

Teacher POV

"Okay class today Ms. Pedrina couldn't make it to class due to some complications." *of her being hungover cause that party last night.* Ms. Pedrina had an easy day for you all, but I don't really care *since she doesn't care for me.* so I decided for you and your seatmate will have 5 weeks to do a random project that relates to the class you can do whatever you want and don't be stupid.

Your POV

Greaaaat now I have to do a stupid project with the worst person in the world. After a couple of minutes, you decided to talk to Peter.

"Look here Mr. pretty boy just let me do the whole project you put your name on it and we call it done." "Actually, I had some ideas already and I need your help for it and we are doing it my way got it good." Peter said

"Fine... where do you want to meet?"

"Not my house my parents don't like visitors". Peter said all jerk like "What about your house?"

"Well..."

"Well...what"

"Okay fine you can come over, but you have to leave before my parents come home they don't like people over either."