Special shout out to that genius anon who wrote the “Given the chance, I’ll do it again in a heartbeat” line in the RR meme (that I couldn’t find anymore due to the number of comments/threads)~ just wanted to say you’re the reason for this dj, whoever you are~ thank you! That line gave me feels! O3O)/
What is family? They were the people who claimed you. In good, in bad, in parts or in whole, they were the ones who showed up, who stayed there, regardless. It wasn’t just about blood relations or shared chromosomes, but something wider, bigger. We had many families over time. Our family of origin, the family we created, and the groups you moved through while all of this was happening: friends, lovers, sometimes even strangers. None of them perfect, and we couldn’t expect them to be. You can’t make any one person your world. The trick was to take what each could give you and build your world from it.
What’s this: This is a series I’ve decided to write. It’s about you, the reader, moving into a new city and having to go to a new school.
A/N:So this is chapter one of God know how many. If you liked it please tell me by liking, re-blogging, etc. Also, this little intro chapter is really short, but I promise you there will be more of the Frye’s. Enjoy!
”(Y/N)! Get your ass out of bed and get ready for school!” your mother yelled from the kitchen as she made the two of you pancakes. You groaned and slowly got out of the comfort of your own bed and headed to the bathroom. After almost falling asleep and slipping in the shower, and dropping your toothbrush in the toilet you decided to head to your room to get dressed. You then quickly ran down stairs and grabbed your plate of blueberry pancakes,
”Morning mom,” you said with a smile. “Do you know if we have any spare toothbrushes?”
“Yeah, they’re up in the dresser with all the tampons,” your mother said as she sat down next to you. “So how was your sleep?”
“It was okay, but I’m just nervous,” you said as you set your silverware down. “What if they don’t like me?” Your mother set her silverware down and gave you a side hug.
”Then that’s a loss for them. You are a smart, beautiful, and independent young woman. Who wouldn’t like that?” You smiled and started to eat again.
“It was nothing sweetheart,” she said as she also continued to eat. “Besides, your father would’ve agreed with me too.” You then sighed.
”I miss dad.”
“I do to sweetie. I do too.” Your mother then picked up both hers and your plate. “Go upstairs and brush your teeth, don’t want you being late now do we?”
After you brushed your teeth you grabbed you book bag and started to head out the door. You said goodbye to your mother and started to walk to school since you didn’t live that far away. The cold January air hit your face as you walked down the driveway. You turned onto the sidewalk and started to make your way to school. While you walked down the concrete you heard the sound of shoes slapping the pavement. “Oi!” You turned around to see a young guy run toward you. You cocked an eyebrow and pointed toward yourself.
”Me?” The man then chuckled.
”Of course you.” He stopped running and held out his hand for you to shake. “I’m Jacob Frye. I saw your backpack and thought you were the new student everyone’s been talking about.” He had a rough British accent, a bit more like a poorer person. “What’s your name?”
“(Y/N) (L/N). It’s nice to meet you Jacob.”
”Same goes to you. I just wanted to get to know my new next door neighbor,” he said with a charming smirk. Who knew your neighbor was so damn hot?
“Jacob!” a voice yelled from a not so far distance. You turned to see two girls run toward you two. “Next time wait for us,” a girl with a crown braid and a bun at the end said as she caught her breath. She then looked at you and smiled. “I’m so sorry if my idiot twin brother scared you. I’m Evie by the way, ant this is our cousin, Lydia.”
”Hello,” the other woman said. You shook both their hands and introduced yourself.
”Do you want us to walk with you?” Jacob asked. “You looked kind of lonely so I thought I’d introduce me, my sister, and cousin, and hope that we could join you.”
”You know, that would be great,” you replied. You saw a smile grow on all the Frye’s faces.
”Shall we then?” Lydia asked.
”Lets,” Evie replied as the four of you walked toward school. Maybe this year won’t be so bad?
You and the Frye’s stepped into the rotunda with tons people and went toward the fountain. “Wow,” you mumble under your breath. The Frye’s then chuckled at your amusement. You then blushed and nervously laughed. “I’m sorry, it’s just, my school in (hometown) was not as classy as this!”
“Well that’s Masyaf high for ya,” Lydia said with a smirk.
”So, (Y/N), what’s your first class?” Evie asked.
”I have British Literature with a Mister Haytham Kenway?” you said as you read the tiny fount on your schedule. “Yeah, Brit lit with Mr. Kenway.” Evie then smiled as Jacob groaned.
”Your in my class!” Evie exclaimed.
”You’re not in my class!” Jacob mumbled. He then shrugged and smiled. “Good luck. The class is boring, but Mr. Kenway is pretty cool.”
“The class isn’t that bad,” Evie said.
”Face it Evie, Jacob’s right for once,” Lydia teased. Jacob then glared at her while she only giggled. As those two silently fought the bell rung. Evie then grinned and grabbed your hand.