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〖✰ 〗It was a school morning, Y/N slowly walked down the staircase hearing the mumbling of her parents in the dining room.

She felt her stomach plunging as her breathing hitched. Maybe sneaking out and going to a party was the worse idea ever because she didn't know how she was going to deal with facing them. She stood outside the door as she gathered her breath before walking in seeing the glares from both her parents as they paused.

She slowly fixed her school skirt before her hands trailed their way to her collar to hide the light hickeys on her neck before she walked in eyeing each of them one by one.

"Sit." Her father's cold voice spoke as she slowly walked towards one of the chairs that was the furthest away pulling it out and sitting down looking down at the table.

She heard him sigh as he ran his hands through the grey strokes in his hair.

"What's going on with you lately?" He asked as Y/N eye's trailed up meeting his.

"Huh?" He spoke waiting for her response.

"Nothing," Y/N spoke so quietly it could be misinterpreted for a whisper instead.

She fiddled with her nails scraping off the nail polish to distract herself.

"You're sneaking out coming home at god knows what time in the morning, smoking weed, skipping school—"

"I'm not doing none of that." Y/N denied cutting him off.

"There you go lying through your tongue again." Y/N's mom added her two cents in as she sipped on her black coffee.

Y/N stared at her for a short moment before returning to staring at her Dad.

"I feel like you're too old to be getting grounded but I can't just leave you like this.." He listed as Y/N screwed up her face.

"Okay I'm sorry I won't sneak out again, are we done?" She stood up from her seat.

"So you're just gonna let her go like that?" her mother uttered as Y/N glared at her for a few long seconds.

"Do you want an apology too?" Y/N spoke lowly in a mocking tone. At this point she didn't care if she was being rude to her or not, she lost all respect for her ever since the events of yesterday.

"Y/N just apologise to her," her father uttered checking the time on his expensive watch hearing her mutter under her breath.

"Sorry," she bluntly uttered.

It was the end of the day and Y/N stayed after school to complete the math exam that she missed. Donatella decided to be a rebel and not turn up leaving Y/N by herself. But at the end of the day, she was the one in trouble and not her.

She skimmed past the pages doing her equations and grabbing her calculator every once in a while.

Y/N was an intelligent girl but it was her negligence and laziness which lead to her getting bad grades. She wouldn't put any effort into something she hated doing.

But she soon realised that end of year exams were coming up in May which decided what university she would go to so she needed to set herself straight starting from today.

She finished her exam and put her pen down shaking her sore hand. The teacher came up and picked up her paper and she left the math classroom walking through the empty corridors.

She entered the toilets going to the very end and locking the door behind her. She pulled down the toilet seat and unlocked the window opened it and then took off her blazer and tie.

She sat down opened her bag and took out a small packet of weed and some rolling paper rolling it up as she licked the ends.

She took out her decorated lighter lighting it up as she inhaled deeply as the smoke filled up her lungs.

She exhaled through her nose and mouth her eyes tearing up as she wiped the corner of her eyes with her thumb.

She turned on her phone scrolling through her socials since it's been a while since she used it.

It's been a couple of minutes and she already smoked through 3/4 of the blunt. Y/N scrolled through TikTok as an unknown number sent her a text message.

She clicked on the notifications reading it.

xxx

xxxYo

She contemplated on whether if she should reply or ignore it because it could be a scam. She ended up replying anyways.

Who's this?

xxxIt's me JeanRemember me?

OoohHi Jean

xxxHi babeHow's your day goin

I'm not even gonna lie to youit's been so shit 💀

xxxlolSame here man 😞

How did you get number btw?

xxxI just have ways But I didn't text you for no reason tho

What's your reason?

xxxNumber 1 I couldn't get my mind off your beautiful face at the party

And number twoYou forgot your bag at the party.

Oh shitI had a feeling that I was missingsomething from there

xxxBlack prada bag right?How do you forget such an expensive bag at a party 💀💀

Listen I was high and drunk okay 😓

xxxSoo do you wanna come get itIt's not gonna walk itself towards youyou know.

Aight coolI'll come collect itThank you so much Jean 🥰

xxxNo problem loveI'll send you the address yeahMake sure you save number

Okay I willSee you

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Y/N sighed turning off her phone as she flushed away the remains of the blunt. She sprayed her blazer and jacket with perfume before putting them in and cramming her tie inside her bag.

She unlocked the door walking towards the sink she checked herself in the mirror noticing her red eyes so she soaked some tissue inside cold water dabbing her eyes.

She picked up her phone again seeing that Jean sent her the address. She scrolled through her contacts pressing on Eren's number.

It rang a few times before he picked up.

"Who's this?" His usual cold voice spoke as Y/N picked up the phone.

"It's Y/N, what do you mean who's this? do you not have my number saved?" She asked with a tinge of irritation in her voice.

"I can't lie I don't."

"Well then save my number, anyways." She sighed.

"Did you give Jean my number?" She asked sitting on the sink.

"Yeah." He simply replied.

"Why?"

"Because he asked of it." He said in a duh tone making Y/N roll her eyes.

"Anyways he has something of mine and he told me to come," Y/N explained hearing his light breaths from the other end of the phone.

"Ok, the fuck you telling me for? Come then." Eren spoke.

"Why are you being rude? lose the attitude fuck face." Y/N retaliated.

"Shut up." He mumbled.

"You move like a bitch sometimes, so much attitude for no reason," Y/N murmurs as she twisted the ends of her hair.

"Yeah, such my dick." He answered back smacking his teeth.

"I thought I was too pretty for that," Y/N said slyly the corner of her lips curving into a smirk.

Eren smacked his teeth again before replying. "Talk too damn much, maybe I should put my dick in your mouth."

Y/N scoffed loudly before she pressed on the red button ending the call.