Sweet Eternity (rewriten!!)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Nick's POV

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! My eyes slowly opened. I came across bright red numbers that read 7:10. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! I scooted over in bed so I could turn my alarm off. I hit the off button and got out of bed.

I hated getting up in the morning. Good thing it was Friday. Somebody on my basketball team always has a party on Friday and I always go. I’m not a big drinker (never was) and I’ve never done drugs because I do not want to get kicked off my team and plus they just seem stupid and pointless to me. I took a quick stretch then I walked into my bathroom to take a shower and brush my teeth.

When I was done, I turned off the water. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me. I shook the water out of my hair and ran my hands through it styling it for the day. I grabbed my ready toothbrush and put it in my mouth and walked out of my bathroom.

I was not going to school in my towel, even though the girls would probably like it (jeez I really didn’t like girls hanging all over me. It made me feel so self conscious), so I walked over to my closet, still brushing my teeth. I instantly grabbed my, black and red, Marks Wood Bears basketball jersey. It was my lucky shirt and I would need it to find a nice girl, that wasn't a slut (not too sound mean but you haven’t seen them), to take to, my best friend, Jason's party tonight. Normally you wouldn’t think it would be that hard except for the fact that 99% of the girls at my school were only looking to hook-up and brag about it later. Like most of my friends I'm not looking for just a hook-up. I want to find the one.

I realized that if I keep getting lost in thought I would be late to school so I grabbed a pair of dark blue strait leg jeans and my black Nike's, quickly put them on rinsed my mouth with mouthwash and went downstairs to the kitchen to get something to eat. I didn't want to make breakfast so I grabbed a protein bar from the cupboard. I was running a little late so I jogged out to the garage and got in my cherry, Black, 1969 Camaro with a super charger and silver rims.

I always noticed that there was another Camaro in my school's parking lot, which is weird because I live in a rich neighbor hood and usually people try to compete with each other buying the next best Ferrari or Porsche. I thought I was the only person that had appreciation for a great classic car. I didn't know who it belonged to but whoever it was, I wanted to meet.

I put my key in the ignition and started on my short journey to school.

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Sorry kind of short. I dont really know how to write a guys perspective. Hope you like it anyway lol:)