The Boy of my dreams...is REAL!!! Whoa didn't see that coming... (Editing)

Chapter 5 - The Ex

******Charlotte’s POV******

'BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP' 'BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP' Ugh Stupid alarm.

I picked up my phone from underneath my bed and turned it off, sleepily checking the time.

Crap!

09:00!

I ripped the duvet off my body and got to work prepping myself up. I hurried into the bathroom and washed my face, finding a massive zit lurking beneath my chin, right smack bang in the middle.

I squealed to myself.

"No not today!" I whined.

I grimaced. I would have to squeeze it. I would have to pop the revolting growth on my face.

I pressed my fingers together around it, and flinched at the stabbing pain in my chin. I pinched harder and listened to it quietly pop!

I smeared some spot gel on my face, my chin throbbing a little. I ran into my room and checked in the mirror, it was bright red. I applied a medium shade of concealer on my face, making sure it blended in well around my jaw. I then applied a little mascara, and some metallic turquoise eye-liner.

I yanked open my dresser, and grabbed a thick white blouse, dark blue ripped jeans, black leggings to go underneath, and dark brown leather walking boots. I placed the clothes on my bed, and threw my boots on the floor.

I then groped around in my draw for some hiking socks.

Why did I mostly have stupid sports one's? Oh yeah now I remember, I have no idea why.

Finally, when I found them right at the bottom of the back of my draw, I threw them on my bed with the clothes.

I grumbled to myself as I placed each item of clothing on quickly, apart from my walking boots, which I left on the floor on the floor.

I tied back my hair in a nice pony tail, leaving my wavy side fringe to curl round my face. I checked the time again.

09:20.

I picked up my boots and stomped down the stairs, throwing them in the landing; I then ran inside the lounge and hurriedly opened the curtains.

It was a bright sunny day.

Thank God!

I ran into the kitchen and opened the cupboards scanning the contents. I picked out a box of Golden Nuggets and tore open the fridge, bringing out a bottle of milk. I placed the two on the kitchen work surface and grabbed a bowl out of another cupboard. I poured a large amount of cereal in my bowl and a little milk. I placed the two back, and, grabbing a spoon out of one of the cutlery draws, sat down at the table and scoffed my breakfast.

I finished it at around 09:40, and placed my bowl and spoon in the dishwasher.

I ran back into the landing and picked up my boots, quickly walking back into the lounge and plopping on the couch.

I yanked my boots on, and fastened them tightly, making sure the laces were tucked in, I didn't fancy snaring something on a lace, and tripping over like a total moron.

I stood up, checked they felt okay, and picked up my wallet and phone. I grabbed my Everlast Jersey from my coat hanger in the hallway, just in case it got cold, and stuffed my wallet and phone inside my pockets.

Yes I have a wallet instead of a purse...so what? If you don't like it that's your problem!

Grasping my keys from the coffee table in the lounge I unlocked the door, stepped outside, and relocked it. I breathed a lungful of fresh morning air, and made my way towards the nearest co-op