A Summer's Dream | Johnny Lawrence

~Two~

I turned over in my bed, roughing my hair and wiping at my nose with a sniffle. I reached my arm out of my slumber to my phone. 6:30. Ah, whatever, another half hour won't hurt, I thought to myself. I crawled back into my grey fleecy blanket of a slumber, already dozing back off to sleep again.

"Get up, dickhead, you're late." I slapped his hands off of me as he rocked me forcefully. "Can't you see I'm awake? Get off me. Can never just stay in your own room can you?" I grumbled. He stopped. For once, he stopped. Shortly after, I heard his footsteps walk away as he scoffed "Fine, you're the one 10 minutes late for your bus, was just going to offer you a lift but never mind if you're going to be like that. Get there yourself." I peered over at my phone. Fuck. He wasn't just messing with me this time. "Will, come on, please. You know I can't be late!" "Hmph, your fault. I was going to be nice enough to offer but you were rude, so no, no you can't have a lift." Great. Fucking great. "What do you expect me to do? Walk?!" I snarled. Just as he went to close my bedroom door behind him, he froze, back facing me still. He spoke down, head lightly turned to me. "Take a ride with your boyfriend. Not the only time you've taken a ride with him, is it?" "Ha ha, funny. I told you he's not my boyfriend. But whatever Will, you're a dick anyway."

Will was my brother. He was in his senior year, just like Johnny. I was a year younger than them both, in my junior year. Oh, and he was one of 'the boys', I didn't mention that before. So surprise surprise, he heard about what happened with me and Johnny too, and he would not let it drop. I couldn't be bothered with his shit this morning though, but he had given me an idea.

"Hey Johnny" I smiled into the phone. "I'm late, and I was wondering if I could ride with you?"

"Hm, I suppose I could.. or I could just go without you."

"Johnny, please," I begged.

"I was joking, but I do love hearing you beg," He chuckled, clearly entertaining himself. "I'll be there in 10."

"I hate you Lawrence. See you then."

I'd best get ready.

I rummaged through my wardrobe looking for something to wear. Eventually I'd picked something out. Perfect. Led out on my bed in front of me was my white tennis skirt and my lilac over-sized tee. Once I'd chucked it on I tucked in my tee, tugging loosely at one side. I added my high top converse and my jumper to top it off. I threw my jumper over my shoulders and tied it loosely around my neck. I pulled my curls up into a high ponytail as they fell down the back of my neck.

(Here's a head-to-toe visual of your outfit. Race/hair colour/body size and figure shown in the photos don't necessarily correlate to the character displayed in the story)

(Your hairstyle)

(The lilac tee replaces the white tank in the next photo)

(Your fit)

(Your shoes)

I rinsed my face, soon after that applying a little mascara and some lip-gloss. As I pulled the lip-gloss away from my lips I stopped to look at myself in the mirror. I looked good. After a moment of admiring myself, I stepped away with a bright smile. Just as I was heading out to wait, I heard a car pull up outside.

Johnny.

here's part two as asked! i know it isn't the best as it's more of a 'build-up' chapter, but i hope you guys enjoy