When she was eight years old Tracey's heart got broken for the very first time when she saw her childhood best friend and crush Christian kiss another girl. Ever since then she swore off boys since the first boy she ever loved betrayed her.
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My alarm jolts me awake from most wonderful dream. I'll keep all the glory details to myself but i can tell you this i enjoyed it greatly. Too bad it was just a dream. Dragging myself out of bed i go through my usual morning routine and soon I'm standing in my walk in closet deciding what to wear.
I pick a combat themed long sleeved T-shirt and a pair of blue rugged jeans. I'm actually not a huge fun of showing skin off but my mom bought me a few of these jeans and i decided it was time I tried them on. Pulling on my matching jungle green underwear and bra i pull on my clothes and end the look with some black combat boots. I pick up my signature leather jacket, sunglasses and backpack before walking out of my room.
I find breakfast on the kitchen countertop with a note attached "Had to head off to the site early. Make sure you eat breakfast. Have a nice day at school. Love dad."
Even in a note he still managed to sound bossy. I ate my breakfast before picking up my usual apple and heading out the garage door. Since my wrist was healed i could now ride my bike and i had missed that.
I take my helmet from the seat and replace it with my bag. I pull my hair into a pony tail to prevent helmet hair before getting on my bike and zooming out of the garage. To say riding felt great after a whole week without it would be an understatement. I was able to maneuver through traffic fast and was on school grounds with time to spare.
I found Scola waiting for me by her car next to my parking spot and before i even parked she was on me like a leech.
"Hey bestie." she hugged me tight almost crushing the life out of me.
" Morning you over adorable ray of sunshine."I greet tweaking her nose.
She hates when I do that and I hate long hugs so we are even.
" Before i forget this is for you." she hands me a pink box with a ribbon on it.
I take the box from her and eye it carefully. I hate gifts and Scola knows this. I'm about to protest but she beats me to it.
" I know you hate gifts but its not from me. It even has a note, look." she points to the small folded paper attached under the knotted ribbon.
I remove the card and it has only one word written on it. "Will"
"How do you know its mine?" i ask her puzzled.
" Because i found a freshman holding it waiting for you by your parking spot but i decided to be the one to give it to you." she says this too cheerfully for my liking.
I open the box and my mouth immediately waters at the sight in front of me.
I have only ever seen this sight in front of me once in my entire life and it was on my fifth birthday. Christian had given me these chocolates as a gift.
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