Were We Meant To Be?

Chapter Two

Danielle's P.O.V

Beep beep beep beep. My alarm goes off, I wake up afraid of what's going on. I soon realize that it's just another ordinary Monday, and it's time for school. As I mention before I'm in my senior year at Lady Bird High. I get up to my closet and pick out my outfit for the day. I pick out a fun red sun dress with a jean jacket and matched it with my cowgirl boots I got from my Aunt Wendy.

I get up to my full body mirror to check out my outfit. Perfect. I head for my bathroom and take out my makeup bag. I really don't like wearing heavy makeup, so I just apply mascara to my lashes, a bit of eye liner and apply blush to the apple of my cheeks. I take my red lip-gloss and apply it to my lips, carefully not to get it everywhere. I slip my makeup bag back under the shelf. I fix my hair into a mess side bun with a twist going down my ear. I exit the bathroom, grab my bag and head downstairs.

I see my mom in the kitchen making breakfast.

"Good Morning sweetie." my mom says with the happiest mood in the world.

"Good Morning mom, what's for breakfast?" I say with the hungriest stomach in the universe.

"I mad some eggs, bacon, and pancakes!"

"That sounds yummy!"

My mom giggles. "Sit down i'll serve you"

I sat down an watch as my mom servers two pancakes and bacon onto my plate. I usually don't eat bacon or pancakes for breakfasting I eat a fruit salad or something healthy, because I like to keep my body in shape, but for some sort of reason I feel like eating bacon today. I taste my breakfast and it's exquisite not to brag but my mom makes the best pancakes and bacon in the whole state of Texas in my opinion. Once I finish my breakfast it was time to head for school, I grabbed my bag and out to the garage to my red Camaro, I got a gift for my 18th birthday just a couple of months ago.

I reached school and went to my locker, I turned and turned in my locker combination until it opened. I grabbed my things for first period which was math. oh, how I hate it. I thought.

Not because I didn't like the subject, but because of who attended that class. Payton Hissby, the most wanted Barbie in school. She has blond hair that reaches her waist, paired with blue eyes. You could say she's the slut of the school. Every guy wants her, but little did she know they only want her for a simple night on bed, and than she'd be thrown out like a dirty rag.

I had everything I needed for math expect my pencil, it always seemed to roll to the back of my locker as I tippy-toed to reach it, cause I'm not that tall, actually quite short. I felt someone's body press against mine, and their hand rest on my waist while his other hand touched mine until it reached what it was looking for. The sent of the boy filled my nose, sending a chill down my spine.

A/N

Hey guys! I know it was a short chapter, so sorry about that. The next chapter will be longer I promise.

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