Chapter 1

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(Cassandra Pov)

Beep ! Beep ! Beep ! Bee-

I quickly shut the alarm off as the morning sun beams on my face. "Shut up." I say to myself annoyed at the sound of the alarm. I lay still for a moment then take a deep breath and get out of bed.

I grab my phone off the side table and throw it on my bed. "How is it 7am already ? I remember just getting finished with my homework and then . . ." I shrug my shoulders and walk over to my full body mirror. "I look beat up. Damn." I walk towards the door and open it seeing my little brother Carson at the door with his stuffy, chewing on its ear.

I look down at my 2 year old brother. "Why are you up little bro ? Shouldn't you be in mama and daddy's room sleeping ?" I say to him. He shook his head and raised his arms. I let out a small sigh and picked him up. "Little bro is getting big huh ? He nodded his head and smiled. "I'll bring you to mama or daddy. Yeah ?" He looked at me with blank eyes because he didn't understand a word I said. I laughed and ran downstairs.

I let Carson down at the bottom of the stairs and he followed me towards the kitchen where mom was making breakfast.

She glanced over at me, then Carson. She let out a small sigh when she saw him chewing on the ear of his stuffy. "Carson. Why." She said. I giggled and so did Carson. My dad came up behind me. "Boo." He said. I turned around and looked up at him. "Sup dad." He smiled. "Good mornin' Cassi." He said rubbing my hair. I smiled. He picked Carson up and they basically had a staring contest. Carson won. "Go brush your teeth Cass." My mom said. I nodded and ran back upstairs.

I ran past my room and saw my phone bussing. "Probably Kayden." I ran into my room and grabbed my phone. Kayden texted me.

        Still coming to school today, right ? -Kayden

Weirdo. He always signs his texts off as a joke. It's cute.

                                        Of course dude !

I texted back and put my phone back on the bed and ran towards the bathroom.

<Time Skip> (I'm too lazy for all that.)

I brushed through my hair and put some cute butterfly clips in. I went through my closet to find something cute. "Too many clothes. Ugh. . ." I finally decided on a baby blue skirt and a white short sleeve shirt. I put a white choker on and some baby blue socks to match the skirt. I looked in the mirror. "Cute." I said to myself. Quickly putting on blue and white Nikes I grabbed my backpack and my purse putting my phone inside. I ran out my bedroom and down the stairs.

I quickly gave my mom, dad, and brother a hug and ran out the door with my lunchbox my mom gave to me.

I don't know why I was running.

I walked towards the bus stop and saw a boy I hated at school. Jackson. "Riding the bus today shortie ?" I cringed. Hard. "You disgust me dude." I said looking at him. He wasn't looking at me though. He was looking down. "Yo Jackson my man. Eyes up here." I heard Kayden say behind me. My skirt was flying up a bit because of the wind and I didn't even notice that's what Jackson was staring at. I became red. Jackson looked up at Kayden then backed away from me. I was looking down quite embarrassed. Jackson went on his phone. Kayden looked at me. "Stop being embarrassed would you? He didn't see shit and he never will." I looked up. "Okay bestie?" He said reassuringly. I nodded. "Okay."

That was in middle school though. I thought you'd get to know a few things before we got into the juicy stuff. We're in highschool now. 11th grade.

(Kayden Pov)

"Cass ?" I say. She looks up at me. "Huh? S-sorry." She says. "You were zoning out." I respond. "Oh. . ." I look at her and raise an eyebrow. "Are you worried about something?" I ask. "Not at all." She responds quickly. I look at her worried. "It's prom isn't it ?" She looks at me and nods. "My mom already bought the dress and the gloves and the shoes bu-" I put my finger on her lips. "Stop. You're ranting." She nods. "Sorry." I take my finger off her lips and look at my phone. "Stop worrying about it. It's gonna be awesome." I say. She mumbles something under her breath. I lift my head up. "What?" I ask, sternly. She says nothing. I look at her. "What'd you say Cass?" I ask again. "Nothing." I nod. "Thought so." I say. (We aren't dating by the way if you were. . . thinking that. . .)

Cass looked out the window. We were on our way to Miami for a field trip with our class. Our class got the highest overall scores on our latest exam. Like blew the others classes out the water kinda scores. So we get to go on this field trip. I'd say as a reward. The bus comes to a stop. Our homeroom teacher Mr. Kinter stands up. "Let's make this quick and easy alright ?" He says. Everyone nods. "Whoever you share a seat with is who you'll share a room with. Got it ?" Mostly everyone was sitting with their friends so it wasn't a big deal. Though some people did complain. 

Me and Cass hopped off the bus and it drove away. "Hey Kayden ?" She says. "Hm ?" I respond. You think this'll be fun ?" She says walking towards the hotel building. "With you ? Most definitely." I respond. She smiled.

We got our keys to the room. All the boring stuff. We walked in and set our bags down. "This is nicee." Cass says laughing. I close the door and lock it. "Yeah." I say sitting on my bed. "I wonder what Carson is doing. . ." She says looking at her phone. "Ah, Ah, Ah! No worrying. Alright ?" I snatch her phone from her. She looks at me with an annoyed face. "Here me?" I say. "Yes." She responds. "But Kaydenn. . ." She says whining. "I don't care Cass." I say putting her phone somewhere she can't reach. My phone rings. It's my teacher texting the group chat of our class.

You have a curfew ! Don't think because it's Florida the rules change or something. 10pm is the time you all should be back in your rooms. I'm not saying you have to go to sleep but keep in mind there are other people here not just us. Keep quiet ! Good night.

"Who's that?" She asks. "Mr. K." I respond. "We've got a curfew." She rolls her eyes and flops on the bed. Lying on her back. I stare at her

You're so fucking hot Cassandra. . .

I think to myself.

~Word count~
-1166-

(◕<◕) ~A.j

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