Where was it? I wondered. Where else could I have put my bakery plans.
They were always here.
It was a pink piece of paper I should be able to find it.
"Ugh!" I sighed flopping on the bed.
I thought of the bakery in my head as I slowly drifted off to sleep.
Finn's Point Of View
I left the office and headed to the old sushi place. They only difference was I now owned it.
The workers were there on time. I walked inside and gave the head worker the pink sheet of paper that has Alex's hand writing.
I went over the plans with them before leaving.
Alexandra's Point Of View
A soft loving kiss woke me up.
I wrapped my arms around Derek's neck before pulling away.
"Dream about me?"
"Duh,"
"Hard day?" he asked.
"Not really why?"
"You were passed out?"
"Oh," I laughed. "Sorry, I was thinking about my art studio and I guess I fell asleep," I half lied.
"I guess," Derek said getting on top of me. "How about a romantic dinner with you're favorite man?" he asked.
I smiled. "I don't see why not,".
"Yes" he grinned standing up.
I stood up and got ready in the bathroom, while Derek got ready in the bedroom.
I wore his favorite red dress and he wore my favorite suite.
"Ready?" I asked getting my bag.
"Yup,"
I opened the door and grinned.
"You look amazing," he said.
"Are you talking to me or a mirror?"
He grinned and took my hand.
Finn's Point Of View
I was so bored at my house.
My parents were doing old people stuff and the others were busy.
I sighed and laid on my bed.
I wonder what Alex was doing or doing with Derek.
I really did miss her.
Why can't she see that we belong together.
She's so suborn.
I got off my bed and pulled on my jacket and headed over to her place.
As I pulled up to the driveway I saw that the lights were off and Derek's car was gone.
I sighed and tried to open the front door.
Locked.
Damn it.
What about the back door?
I walked around the house and the back door was open.
Sweet.
I walked inside and turned on the lights.
Now, how do I mess with Alex?
I smirked as I headed upstairs to her bedroom.
I found her underwear drawl and smiled.
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The Senior Still Loves The Freshman - Sequel
Teen FictionThe sequel to 'A Freshman and A Senior...Love?'