Dear Badboy I Hate You

2.

I heard a light knock on my bedroom door.

" Lizzie! . Time to wake up " My Aunt yelled.

Even tho I was frustrated I climbed out of my bed and walked into my bathroom.

I hate mornings, mostly cause I have to look in the mirror.

First I took a shower, I would say I kinda have OCD ( meaning I'm a clean freak ).

Then when I got out I braided my hair, neatly mainly tight. After that I brushed on a coat of mascara on my lashes.

Last but not least I put on chap stick, I usually go for the natural look, It's suits me.

After that I open my closet and pulled out a black crop top, high waisted blue jeans. The final touch was that I tied a dark blue and red flannel around my waist.

I jogged down the stairs , I reached the hall, Then I squeezed my big feet into a pair of converses, turquiose to be specific.

" Aunt Veronica, I'm leaving for school! " I yelled.

I slammed the door behind me

The sun blinded me as I ran to school, I could hear birds chirping loudly.

I was now at school, With strength I pushed the door open and ran to my classroom.

Then I sat down next to some weird nerd girl.

" Right on time " I mumbled.

" Well arent you the new miss punctual " Logan chuckled, trying to humiliate me.

I moved my gaze to the teacher standing in front of the whiteboard. Totally ignoring Logan's rude and at the same time offensive comment.

I heard Logan's rough laugh from back of the classroom.

I rolled my eyes when I heard it.

The teacher awkwardly cleared his throat.

Everyones eyes were now on him.

" Ok.. You have been handed out your schedules , We start the official 3rd day back in school tomorrow. " He told us.

" Class dismissed " He said

I heard every ones chairs creak , because they were pushed back quickly. I don't get why everyone is so anxious to leave.

I was the last one to leave , now that I was outside even I was anxious to get home.

This time I decided to walk home, Couldn't bother to run. Especially when It's so chilly. Who knows I could get pneumonia.

" Eliza! " A rough voice screamed.

Crap, I recognized that voice. Logan.

" What? " I snorted annoyed.

" What Is your problem with me? " He asked, he genuinely seemed interesed to know.

" Your going to ask me that? " I answered

He nodded " Well yea .. "

" Unbelievable.. Goodbye Logan. " I sighed while rolling my eyes.

" See you later. ". He chuckled.

" What.. Whatever " I couldn't bother to care.

" Auntie! I'm home " I screamed while locking the door.

I stepped on the threshold that lead to the kitchen . On the counter I saw a blue post it that said : I'm at work, will be home late, take the basket to our new neighbour across the hall. The basket is on the counter. / Auntie Veronica.

" Awesome.. I love new people. " I said sarcastically.

I walked into the living room , layed down on the couch . After a few minutes I fell into a deep sleep

~ " 2 Hours Later " ~

I opened my eyes one by one, I managed to pull my upper body to sit up.

I yawned as I reached for my phone to see what time it was.

" Damn .. the basket. " I snorted annoyed.

I sighed as I pulled myself up on my feet , tripped into the kitchen. After that I yanked the basked of the counter and walked to the the hall.

I put on some ruby red slippers and opened the door to greet our new neighbours.

I knocked on the door. No one came, I knocked again ( harder this time ).

" Geez , Give it a rest " I heard someone say before they opened the door.

The voice sounded so familiar..

When the door opened my jaw dropped completely.

" What.. Why? " I gasped amazed

He just grinned at me.

" You have got to be kidding me.. " I sighed frustrated.

Logan.

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SHORT CHAPTER SORRY.. I´LL UPDATE AND POST CHAPTER 3 SOON. DONT WORRY CHAPTER 3 WILL BE LONGER,ALOT LONGER / pieterselover ☺️