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Chapter I ; The Acceptance

Buzz buzz... Buzz Buzz

Lucy groaned in irritation and slapped her hand down on the alarm clock on her bedside table displaying in red numbers 8:45 am. It is too early to be awake at this ungodly hour and why she set her alarm clock to wake her up at 8:45 was beyond her. So she decided to forget the damn thing and snuggle into her warm covers and go back to dreaming about the gorgeous Paul Wesley.

Buzz.. Buzz

"Damn you, stupid clock for ruining my amazing dream" Lucy stated as she glared at the dream killer.

"Take that'' Lucy said with a huff as she unplugged the clock and slipped back underneath the covers. Her vision began to darken and she felt sleep begin to consume her once again.

Buzz.. Buzz

What the hell" She said slamming her hands down on the covers. She looked over at the damn clock to make sure that she had indeed unplugged it. After confirming that, she looked around her room for the constant annoying buzzing sound, only to realize that she is a total idiot.

While slapping the palm of her hand against her face she began to pick up the telephone that was next to the alarm clock. Pressing the power button and nearly burning her eyes with the harsh lightened screen she noticed she had thirty texts and seven calls from her annoying best friend.

She clicked the text notification and scrolled through the thirty texts while lying down on her bed. Messages one through fifteen were him pestering her into coming over while the other fifteen were insults on how she could sleep through basically anything.

Deciding to be nice, she texted back that she would be over in a bit while placing her phone down on the bed and closing her eyes.

BUZZ... BUZZ
Lucy's eyes shot open and she glanced over at her phone only to see another text notification.

                                                                               8:49am

                                                                              Spencer

'I know you're still in bed.'

                                                                                                                          'No I'm not'

'Sure'

                                                                                  'Are you spying on me? If I were to look outside 
                                                                                     will I see your car in my driveway?'

'Oh naïve little Lucy, we have been friends
for a long time. I know how you work.'  

                                                                                 'First of all no you don't and second I am not little'

'Says the 5 foot midget'

                                                                                       'Hey I am passed the height requirement 
                                                                                                 of how tall a midget should be.'