A Janoskians Summer (Luke Brooks Fan Fiction)

Prologue: The Last Day

Hey people! This is my first Wattpad! Yay! And of course, It's a fan fiction! I'll try not to interupt too much, because I'm not so hot on people that interrupt every chapter, myself! ;P just wanted to let you know that the point of view switches every once in a while, but I'll let you know when it does! :)) oh! and my name/twitter name in this story is NOT real!

Hope you like my story! Vote and comment and maybe I'll write more if you like it! Also, Leave some ideas for me! -Lukey_brooks123

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Starts out kinda slow but I promise it gets better!

*Cara POV*

"No! Wait!" He said, "I just..."

"But, Noah.." all of a sudden he grabbed my arm and pulled me in close. As soon as he looked into my eyes with his chocolaty brown pupils, it took my breath away. His muscular arms wrapped around my waist tightly. I could feel his soft lips getting closer to mine. He leaned in gently and I followed his lead. Then....

*beep beep beep*

"Woah!" I felt my body roll over and the sudden force of my face smashing into the ground. Awe shit. Another flawless dream ruined. And of course this time it had to have my crush, Noah, in it. "Oh well," I thought, " He doesn't even like me. Either way, I'll have more time to dream during the summer."

I sluggishly pushed myself up off of the ground and slammed down the snooze button on my alarm clock. I dragged my self across the room and turned on the radio. "Animal" by Conor Maynard blasted out of the speakers. God, I love him. I gladly hummed along. Then, I headed over to the mirror hanging on my wall. I looked myself over.

I slid my hand down the right side of my face, making my blue eye and cheek droop down with it. "Ew. Nasty." I said to myself.

My wavy dark red hair was knotted and fringed. it came down to right past my shoulders. maybe I would get it cut? No. No time to think about that now. It was the last day of year 11. I would have all summer holiday to think about that.

Right now my focus was on getting through the day. This was going to be the best summer ever. I mean, it had to be! After this it was time for me to go to year 12, and then off to college. I wouldn't have time to "have fun" during all of my Honors lessons next year.

So, I just decided to throw my strawberry waves into a messy bun at the top of my head.

I turned to the side to examine my figure. I did somewhat of a back bend, making my baggy black trackies puff out. I ran my hand down my somewhat flat stomach through my white "I heart New York" tee. I don't know why I had that. I'd never even been to New York. I shook my head to redirect my thoughts. Back to the front view.

I examined myself. I'm not the skinniest girl in the world. But I have curves. And who doesn't like a girl with curves, right? I smirked slightly at that thought.

Now just a check of my face. I leaned into the mirror and looked myself in the eye. "God i love my eyes." I thought. I ran my lengthy fingers across my pale freckled cheek bones and rubbed my pink pale lips together. Why was I so pale? There's so much sun here.... Oh well. I did a quick 180 spin, then headed towards my closet with a lame dance walk.

I threw on a pair of my favorite denim frayed shorts and a loosely fitted ACDC tank top with my black vans and skipped downstairs for breakfast. My mum had left a plate of hot chocolate chip pancakes on the kitchen table. There was a napkin next to the white plate with a handwritten note,

"Cara-

Left for work early today. Here's some yummy breakfast to start off your last day of Year 11. Year 12, here you come! :) Have an amazing last day sweetie!

-Love, Mummy

She always knew how to brighten up my morning. God, I love her. I tore the delicious flap jacks apart with my fingers and gobbled them down. I licked the remaining chocolate off my fingers and poured myself a small glass of orange juice. I swallowed that fast. You never want to drink too much orange juice in the morning, or else you'll get nasty toothpaste/orange juice breath. And that is NOT attractive... at all. But for some reason, it will forever be a necessity to my morning routine.

I went back up to my room to find the song "Misery" by Maroon 5 now playing on the radio. Once again, I hummed along happily while finishing getting ready before school. You know? Brushing my teeth, washing my face, all that jazz.

Once finished, I headed down stairs, grabbed my black over the shoulder purse, the keys to my silver Ford Explorer, and my few textbooks and walked out the door. "This is it," I thought, "The beginning to the best summer holiday ever!" I locked and closed the door behind me and headed out to school.

Little did I know that tonight would change everything.....