Please be easy on me. I'm not a great writer.
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N I C K I
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Sorry by Beyonce starts blaring out of my alarm clock, beckoning me to rise from me beautiful slumber.
I groan lightly as I debate on whether or not to throw my alarm clock out of my window. Don't get me wrong, the songs great, but waking up at 6:30 in the morning on a Monday to go to school isn't.
I hit the snooze button as I cuddle back into my soft blanket on the verge of falling back asleep.
"I AIN'T GET NO SLEEP CAUSE OF YALL! YALL NOT GONNA GET NO SLEEP CAUSE OF ME!" My younger sister screams while banging two pots together.
I scream and end up falling to the ground in sheer panic. I hear her laughing outside of my door. She sounds like a donkey giving birth.
I scramble to get up and just end up falling again. I mumble under my breath while finally managing to stand up. I walk into the bathroom and do my daily deeds. When I'm done I toss on a black dress that turns into a skater skirt at the waist and my black and white superstar Adidas.
I look at my clock and realize I only have 20 minutes to get to school. I quickly toss my curly mass of black hair into a ponytail. I grab my phone, bookbag, and purse before running down the steps.
As I'm passing the kitchen I grab an apple. I run outside to my white 2016 Porsche Boxter. I put my stuff in the back while putting the car in gear. I pull out of my driveway and drive to hell- I mean school.
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As I arrive to school I quickly parked my car and gathered my stuff before running to my class that's on the other side of the building...... lucky me.
I reach class with two minutes to spare.
Go me! I'm so awesome!
I race to my seat, which is right next to my best friend Topaz Torres.
She looks at me with her hazel eyes before raising a perfectly arched eyebrow.
"What's up with you today? You're normally like 5 minutes late." She says with an amused tone.
" Hardy har har. I'm early. So what?" I say rolling my brown eyes.
She shakes her head at me with a chuckle. Her brown curls practically engulfing her head with every movement.
"Nothing. It's just really rare seeing you here before the bell rings, and without your prized Starbucks Frappuccino!" She says with mock enthusiasm.
I roll my eyes just as the bell rings. My math teacher, Mrs. Smith, stands up and starts to take note of who's here.
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The first half of school consisted of me drawing in my notebook and texting Topaz stupid and pointless things.
As I walked to my locker, I felt a hand tap my shoulder. As I turned around, I was met with two forest green eyes.
"Um...I was wondering if you were from Mars because that ass is out of this world!" He said as he started laughing at his lame excuse at a pick up line.
I rolled my eyes as I looked to the left and saw what I suppose was his group of friends recording this.
"No, but do you wanna know one thing my ass is?" I say faking curiosity. "Way out of your league." I say as I turn, making sure my hair hit him in the face as I walk away.
I smirk in satisfaction as I hear his friends talking about how he totally got owned.
I make my way to my locker and put my bag inside of it. I check to make sure I have my phone and money before I walk to the cafeteria.
As I enter the cafeteria, the conversation seems to stop. Did they finally realize how awesome and amazing I am? Sadly they didn't. I quickly turn to see what everyone's looking at. Better yet, who. A guy who has the most steely gray eyes I've ever seen in my life, stood no less then ten feet behind me. His hair was a dark shade of brown that seemed to have been styled to look messy. He was dressed in a black button up, paired with blue jeans and a pair of black converses. His eyes seemed to study the room with a bored expression. His attitude radiated danger and his jawline was probably carved by God himself.
It has been a good minute before everyone turns back to what they were doing. I continue walking towards Topaz, seeing as she is all the way across the room. As I reach her she seemed to be pulled out of some sort of trance. Her gaze was transfixed on the guy with the gray eyes.
"Who is the new guy?" I asked seeing as he genuinely and unintentionally spiked my curiosity.
"I believe his name is Damon King. He supposedly moved here from New York." She explains as she breaks her stare to look for a seat for us to occupy.
Damon King. Hmm....has a ring to it.
As we walk towards a seat in the middle of the active cafeteria, I feel as though I'm being watched. I turn my head a little to the left to see Damon staring at me. He notices I caught him but instead of turning away he meets my gaze with an equally challenging one and smirks.
I shake my head and continue making my way to the seat Topaz picked out.
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Lunch was uneventful today, but at least I found out that there's a new bad boy in town.
The rest of the school day was sadly boring. I walk with Topaz to my car and unlock it so we can get in. Since she walked to school today I figured we could hit up her sisters bakery. It's call Snack Time and she makes the best donuts around. As we pull up to the bakery we notice a black, sleek motorcycle parked in our spot.
"Who does that hooligan think they are!? Parking in our spot that clearly says 'Reserved for Royalty'! " Topaz states, looking absolutely dumbfounded that someone dares to park in our spot. I shake my head chucking at her.
I just park next to the bike. As I lock up my car Topaz is going into the bakery. I catch up with her only to see she's screaming.
"Who dares to park in our spot!? I demand to know! I'm superior to all humans in existence and once I find out who that bike belongs to they shall be the first the feel my mighty wrath!" She says holding a crazy look in her eyes.
Mostle everyone in the bakery are regulars here and they overlook her outburst. But one person in particular stands out. Damon.
He stands up and walks over to Topaz and I, easily towering over my 5'7 frame.
"I'm the owner of the bike. Would you like to repeat your words to my face?" He says with an intimidating look plastered on his face.
"Yes I woul-" Topaz starts to say before I place my hand over her mouth to smother her words.
"Nope. Topaz here was just kidding around." I say looking at Topaz with a look screaming at her to shut up. She doesn't. Instead, she licks my hand.
"Nasty." I mutter under my breath. I look up to see Damons lips quirk upwards a bit.
"Hell yeah I'll repeat it to your face. Remove your bike or feel my wrath!" She says trying and failing to look intimidating.
I roll my eyes at her stupidity but I can't say anything. I signed up for this. Not literally.
He arches his eyebrow looking over the both of us. He rolls his eyes while turning to head back to his seat muttering something under his breath.
Well he's just a ray of sunshine isn't he?
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