A/N Hai guys!! second chapter!! Who's excited to read it? YOU ARE!!! and brace yourself...ITS EXCITING. Kay I won't keep you any longer!!!
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"Loren!" my best friend, Stephanie yelled in my ear. "What's wrong with you this morning? Have you heard a word I said this entire bus ride?"
Oops. I had bees caught zoning out- again. While it's usually pretty common to see my staring off into space, I guess Stephanie must've been trying to get my attention for a while. My mind was, um...preoccupied. But I totally wasn't thinking about what happened this morning. Why would I do that? I just fell asleep again...right?
“Sorry, Stephanie, I’m just a little zoned out this morning. I had a pretty rough night.” I replied half-heatedly.
Okay, fine. I couldn't stop thinking about those weird flashing visions.
“Well, you better pull yourself together before tryouts, Lo. We’ve been practicing for months, and we have to make this.” She said. My name was actually Loren, but sometimes my friends and family call me Lo. Stephanie had been reminding me about our Cheer leading tryouts, Our routine was a complicated dance, full of splits, back flips, and cartwheels. We both needed to be super focused.
“Don’t worry. I was practicing my cartwheels for an hour last night, and I know we will nail this.”
Stephanie and I had been Best Friends since we met in dance class when we were four. She has always been the small, short and petite one, while I tower over her at 5’6”. Her beautiful, naturally curly red hair had always made me super jealous, because my dull, frizzy, shoulder length brown mop would never compare. Luckily, I got my braces off last year, so at least I’m not a hideous monster anymore.
The school bus rolled to a stop, and anybody who was smart bolted, abandoning whoever they were talking to, so they might just make it to their locker before it got so crowded nobody could see, let alone walk. Me? I had no such luck.
Pausing before the mob, I made a quick, simple plan; push, shove, and squirm. So, I followed my genius plan until I found my locker.
I had just pulled my math book out of my locker, when I became faintly aware of the same weird pounding feeling behind my eyes that I felt this morning.
“Hey beautiful,” a deep, warm voice said behind me.
“Alex!” I shrieked with joy, and whirled around to hug my boyfriend. “How did your big game go last night?”
Alex was our best quarterback for the Morgan High School Wolfs, but last night was our worst competitor; the Madison Cheetahs. Every time, we played our hardest game, and almost every time we lost.
“Eh, the cheetahs beat to wolfs again. We could’ve won this time, I know we could’ve, but Derrick sprained his ankle just an hour before the game, and he’s our secret weapon.” Alex replied, trying to act like it was no big deal.
Alex and I have been a steady couple for almost six months. He had deep, sea blue eyes, and was one of the sweetest, most romantic guys I’ve ever met. I could trust him with almost everything, and when he looks at me with his puppy dog eyes and runs his hand through his black, Zayn Malik style hair, I melt in his arms.
“Aw, I’m sorry, baby. I can help you practice this weekend maybe, if you want. Try to help you where you’re weakest?” I offered. I was slightly surprised to find that my vision blurred slightly, and my voice sounded far away, slow and echo-y. Weird.
“Really? Thanks, Lo. I’d really appreciate that. Let’s talk more later, if I’m late to History again, Mr. Collins will kill me.” A quick kiss on the cheek from him, and he took off.
Realizing that there was only one other person in the hallway, I slammed my locker shut and began to run for my math class.
But then the flashes came back.
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A/N OH EM GEE. NO. WAY. Twice already?!
For those of you who don't know who Zayn Malik is btw....
Ugh you know what directionators don't deserve to know. ;p jkjk lol
Wow, reading over this again, I'm noticing that these chapters are pretty short in the beginning...well anywho, Just vote!! I need 3+ votes for the next chapter guys!!
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