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Chapter 2: The Girl From Ipanema

“Margarita.”From the bottom of the steps, her father called her, "Yes, father?" Y/n answered as she hurriedly descended the wide stairway. "I have found you a fantastic piano teacher, but she won't have a permanent opening until next week," I said. The young woman looked at her father while smiling politely. "Yes, sir." "I also want to talk to you about a tiny issue. You have several piercings, as I have seen. If you remove them all during piano lessons, I will let you have your piercings. Additionally, you must dye your blue hair back to its natural color. Is that clear? He questioned with a stern look in his eyes. "Good. Your meal is currently being served in the dining room. Since your textbooks will be coming today, please prepare for tomorrow's first day of class. Her father walked out of the room and into his study. God, he's so stern. She pondered as she walked to the kitchen.

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Why do I feel so anxious? It's only for school. It won't harm me, I promise. As she walked to her new school, Daisy had a thought. Except for the fact that her father has become even more strict, the previous several days have blended into one. As Daisy came across a small alleyway, she thought, "Shit, I need to calm down." Lau, against the wall, put out of her Sashal a pack of cigarettes, and she smoked it a few times and then put it on the floor and up it out. She got out of the small alleyway and started to walk to school. Daisy entered the building and went directly to the principal's office to collect her timetable. When she opened the door, she saw a young man seated at the desk. "Privet, ya novyy student," Daisy commented as she regarded the boy. Do you speak Russian fluently, too? I must say that your father was correct when he claimed you were intelligent. He started with a heavy accent before standing up and giving her a paper. You can find all the information you require in this paper. Your lunch code, timetable, and other factors. You should have no trouble finding your classes because the school isn't that big. As he made an effort to exit, he said. After accepting the memo, Daisy hurriedly muttered her thanks. Okay, let's see here... the first class is history and doesn't start until 20 minutes, so I have time to chill in the bathroom and walk around the school.' Daisy thought as she walked into the nearest restroom. When she entered the bathroom, there were girls near the sink and putting on lipstick. One of the girls had pink hair, and the other was blonde and Brunette. The girls give Daisy a side-eye. They thought ‘they had never seen her before, she was probably new, she was different than everyone, this new girl had caramel skin, and everyone in this school had pale skin color and blue hair. “You must be new here,” the girl with Pink hair said. “Yes, I’m new here. I just moved here,” Daisy said, “Well, we welcome you, I’m Diana, and this is Catalina and Sasha.” Daisy shakes Diana’s hand. “I’ m Margarita, but you guys can call me Daisy.” She said, “Nice to meet you, Daisy, "What class do you have first?" Diana asked. "I have a history with Mr. Volkov." Diana gasped and led her out of the bathroom. "No way I have him too! Though he hates like everyone in the class, except for Dee." She said, walking with Daisy to go to history presumably.

Who's Dee?" Daisy asked Diana, noticing how Diana blushed a bit at the name. "He's just this cool guy. But don't let him fool you. He is a complete dick. He's hot but a dick." The bell chimed as they stood in front of the class. "Hey, just so you know, I can't sit with you because someone else is already sitting with me. The only open seat is with Dee, so could you try to get in a good word for me?" Diana asked hopefully with a little sparkle in her eyes. "Yeah, don't worry, I will," Daisy said. She cleared his throat to get his attention, and the teacher looked up from his grading assignments. "Kto ty?" The teacher asked with suspicion in his voice. "Margarita novyy student, ya takzhe mogu govorit' po-angliyski." Daisy responded, quite proud of her Russian. "Ah, yes, very well. Take a seat next to Dee. Dee, please raise your hand!" The teacher yelled out. Daisy turned and saw the boy with fluffy hair and eyeliner raise his hand. "Thanks." She told the teacher as she walked over to the desk and sat. Dee was completely ignoring her, just staring out the window. She cleared her throat to get his attention, which did not work. "Vy govorite po-angliyski?" Daisy asked Dee. He glanced at her and rolled his eyes before returning to the window. "Yes, I do. Fluent." He spoke before ignoring her once again. "Well, my name is Daisy, and I suppose yours is Dee?” Dee thought in his mind that she was that bad-looker. She wasn’t ugly as he thought. She was different from anyone he’s met in school. She wore this hippie grunge aesthetic clothing and had piercings, and her hair was fairy-like, with her natural hair color mixed with aqua blue color. She had tan skin like his uncle Ches but was more of a Carmel color. Her eyes were the most beautiful things that he ever saw. He could get lost in the dark pools of her eyes, so he returned from his headspace and replied to her, " Yeah." Before Daisy could utter anything else, the teacher began to talk and prepare for today's lecture. “Shit, I forgot to bring a pencil,” Daisy mumbled. A pencil slid on the desk in front of her. "Just use mine. I already know all the material." Dee said, still looking out the window. Daisy was surprised but still thankful nonetheless. "Thanks, Dee," Daisy whispered before she used the pencil to take notes.

“Thanks again for letting me use your pencil ." Daisy tried to hand Dee the pencil, but he refused. "Just use that one for now. I have an extra at home," Dee said before picking his backpack up and walking out of the classroom. "Daisy! Did you talk to him for me ?" Diana asked before picking her bag from the floor and walking to the new girl. "No, sorry, he barely even talked to me. I'll get in a good word. Eventually, I promise." Daisy said, leaving the class with Diana. "Yeah, don't worry about it. He's a pretty cold person.

What class do you have next?" She asked before grabbing the schedule from Daisy's hands. "Oh, dammit, we have different classes. I have chemistry, and you have English. Don't worry; I'll show you where your class is, though!" Diana said in seemingly one breath. The two walked in a comfortable silence, except for Diana waving to certain people she saw walk past her every so often, and some people looked at Daisy, and so guys catcalled her. Diana stopped in front of the class and motioned for Daisy to enter. "We don't have any more classes together, and I'm pretty sure, so I'll see you after school!" Diana waved and left Daisy, walking towards her group of friends.'Ouch. I should have known we wouldn't be friends right away, though.' She thought, walking to her teacher's desk. The teacher looked up at her and smiled. "So you must be Margarita, the new student! The principal told me everything, so there is no need to worry. You can take a seat in the back." She said, motioning towards the empty desk in the back row. This was how the entire day went. Just Daisy was talking with teachers and sitting at new desks. That was until she walked home after school and stopped in that same alleyway for a quick smoke.

You look young to be smoking something like that!" A boy said from behind Daisy, causing her to jump and drop her cigarette. She turned to see a youngish boy with red hair and a black shirt. "Jesus, don't you know, never scare a lady, especially in an alleyway?!" Dash yelled, picking up her cigarette and clutching her rapidly beating heart. "Sorry! My brother and I usually cut through here as a shortcut, but he's doing something important at school, so he sent me home instead." The redhead said, clutching onto his backpack. "My name is Heavy!" He said, watching Daisy take a hit from her cigarette. "Yeah, I'm Daisy. I just moved here." They both stared at each other briefly until Heavy blushed and broke the silence. "Can I walk home with you? I have nothing else to do except wait for Dee." Daisy coughed uncontrollably at the smoke she inhaled when she heard that name. "Dee? As in blonde hair in a ponytail, eyeliner, and piercings?" Heavy smiled even brighter and laughed. "Yes, that's him! You know him?" Daisy threw her cigarette, stomped on it to put it out, and walked out of the alleyway with Heavy. "Yeah, sort of. I sit next to him in history." Heavy oohed as he walked down the sidewalk with Daisy.

"Heavy, can I ask you a question?" She asked, looking at the boy and noting a significant size difference. He looked at her and nodded."So then you're fifteen like Dee, right?" She glanced at Heavy and shook her head. "Oh well, I'm thirteen. Why do you smoke?" Heavy asked, still smiling. "Why do you ask a lot of questions?" "Fair point. While they were walking, they heard footsteps behind them, and it was Dee. “Oh hey, Dee, I was waiting for you at our shortcut when I ran into Daisy.” Dee looks at Heavy with embarrassment and annoyance. “Hi, Dee,” said Daisy with a smile. Dee blushed so hard when she smiled that he turned red like a cherry. Heavy walked next to Dee and whispered, "Your girlfriend, really pretty, Dee.” Dee turned even more red than ever and said, “She is not my girlfriend!!” Daisy and Heavy both laughed . Dee pulled Heavy from his Backpack and dragged him. “Come on Heavy we should go Dad is going to get worried about and Mom is going to be pissed if we’re not at home on time.” Dee let go of Heavy and then started to walk home “Bye it was nice to meet you Daisy. I hope I’ll see you again. Bye” yelled Heavy. “Bye Dee, Bye Heavy it was nice meeting you too.” said Daisy as she waved her hand goodbye. As Daisy walked home, she looked at the scenery of the street and how different it was from Brazil. She missed the smell of the fresh fruit for the fruit cart and the smell of the salty ocean. She missed the hustle and bustle of the streets of the city. Now here in Russia was the sound of silence and the smell of frost and cigarette smoke in the air. When she arrived at the apartment at the doorstep. Her Father opened the door and welcomed her. “So, I made dinner for use would you like some?,""Sure” Daisy said The both set up the table for dinner and her father came back from the kitchen with their food. “So how was school? Did you make any friends?” he said in a happy tone in his voice, obviously Daisy thought he was faking to be kind to her because he was just a responsible to him. Daisy was looking at her dad with a fake cheery tone. “Yay, I made a friend. Her name is Diana and she has Pink hair, well I think she is some sort of popular girl in school.”she chuckled a little bit. “Really, I remember when I was in high school there was a popular kids a school and they were kinda jerks.” he chuckled as well

“Well she’s not like that, like she is popular but not in the mean way.” Daisy. As they talked and ate their food, her father brought up her mom and how she was this free spirit and wild and how her father and mom met each other. “You look so much like your mother.”he said and one tear slipped out of his eye. Daisy tears spill from her eyes too, “I know, I miss your mom too.” Her father said as he hugged her with a warm embrace. “Well look at the time, we should be heading to bed , you have school in the morning. She walked up the stairs to her new bedroom and getting ready for bed. Y/n plopped back onto her bed and started at the ceiling for a while, before plugging her headphones into her phone and shuffling her playlist. Daisy wiped away some of her tears before they fell, and turned onto her side.

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Hey you guys thank you for supporting me with my fanfic and I just wanted to let you know that most of my titles are going to be base on songs from my playlist and all so I am going to give you images of what most of Daisy’s outfits just in case you guys need a reference . Also if you’re willing to give me ideas for upcoming chapters, but your ideas in the comments section. Thank you

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