She's just not that into you

Chapter 4: Cat

*ADELE'S POV*

I wake up at 4 am. My usual time.

I get up, eat breakfast, brush my teeth and return to my room.

I look out my window and see Riley is still at his desk with his glasses on, highlighter and book in hand.

Does he even sleep?

When i was going to sleep after our movie night he was awake dancing around his room and when i wake up he's also awake?

I have no idea how he gets so much energy.

He smiles as he reads and highlights with all different colours. I have no idea what he's doing.

Maybe he's annotating for school?

I know i wouldn't voluntarily read. I hate reading. I enjoy the stories, i just can't be bothered reading.

Though, Riley does have a massive book shelf in his room which is full to the brim.

His broad tan shoulders shake as he giggles. I can just imagine the sound.

My eyes flow along his bare chest. His sharp jawline almost makes him have a rough exterior before he smiles and he shows his dimples and straight white teeth.

His blonde locks dance around his face.

He's so goddamn fine.

I shake my head and snap out my thoughts as i go to the my home gym.

I begin working out doing my usual routine.

Warm up, legs, arms, waist, cardio, cool down.

By the time i finish my shower i hear knocking downstairs.

I grumble and walk down pulling my towel up higher to make sure my boobs are covered.

I answer and Riley stands there with a big smile. His eyes dip to my breasts before he squeezes his eyes shut.

"Sorry." He whispers.

"Can i help you?"

I peer behind him and see the snow covered everywhere. Accept for my car, his car and our driveways.

He raked the snow off my path?

I look back at him and his eyes are still closed.

"I was just wondering if you needed a lift to school?"

"I have a car." I lean against the doorframe.

"I know but it's snowing."

"That is what the weather does."

He sighs, "It's dangerous."

I stay silent.

"So do you want a ride? I'm happy to take you."

I look over his shoulder at the ice covered road again. It would be easier.

"Fine." I grumble.