The Way In

Chapter 1

Cassidy's POV:

I wake up to the smell of chocolate chip pancakes cooking. I sit up and stretch, disrupting my cat, Oswald's, slumber. He meows unhappily at me and I laugh as I shoo him off and throw off my baby blue comforter off of me. I stand up and stretch and wiggle my toes against the soft white carpet underneath my feet. I walk towards my bathroom and stop to look at my reflection in my standing mirror.

A girl with an tall, slightly built frame looks back at me. I run a hand through my shoulder length dark brown curls and frown, my thick eyebrows furrowing. I look closer and notice the largest pimple that has ever been on my face right in the middle of my forehead. I groan and walk to the bathroom and shut the door.

I gather my hair up into a bun and put on a shower cap. It is not wash day and I have no intentions of getting my hair wet.

I step into the shower and rub a hand on my forehead. I go about my normal shower routine but also adding extra scrubbing on my forehead when I wash my face. I'm stepping out of the shower when my boyfriend Royce, walks in.

"Hey babe, I left you pancakes on the table." His eyes rake up and down my body and he smiles at me. He walks closer and wraps his arms around me, while I'm still wet.

"Roy I love you, but no. Let go of me, I'm wet." I try to release myself from his grasp but he buries his head in my neck, showering me in sticky little kisses.

I squeal and pry his arms apart.

"Your mouth is sticky and gross." I state grabbing a soft white towel and wrapping myself up in it.

"You don't seem to mind some other times." He winks and runs out of the bathroom before I can smack him for saying that.

I continue getting ready by putting on my favorite pair of jeans that hug my waist just right and flow the rest of the way down my legs. I throw on a jade green tank top that compliments my honey brown skin. I walk out to our room and throw on my white zip up jacket. I walk over to my bed and pick up Oswald.

"Sorry man, I have to fix the bed." He meows in protest as I put him on the floor. After I fix the bed, I check my phone to see two messages.

I open the first message, from my mom. She says, "Happy 3 year anniversary to you and Royce! Be sure to send me the ring! ;)"

I roll my eyes and text back, "lol mom idk if he's proposing. i'll let you know."

I look at the second message and it's in the group chat called Free the Willy's. A dumb name that originated from a night of drinking and a movie marathon (try and guess the movie).

Olivander The Wand Handler: Who's up for clubbing and karaoke tonight???

me: sorry can't make it, roy and i have dinner tonight. have fun!!

Broken-Hearted Alligator: i pray on your guys' downfall every morning.

Me: Stay mad and single Ally

Voldemort and Draco's Love Child: Cass you've been boring as hell since you guys started dating. "im doing this with royce" "im gonna stay at home to stare at Royce while he plays COD all night instead of hang out with my super awesome friends that I love so much."

Me: y'all sound mad

In response to that I receive various middle finger emojis and gifs. I roll my eyes with a smile and shut off my phone.

Royce has already packed me a to-go box for my breakfast and lunch. I grab my bag with my ipad and school books in it and grab the boxes.

"Babe I'm leaving!" I call out as I slide on my green accented air force ones.