Crash at First Sight

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Chapter 1

"MS. RIDGEWOODS!!! PLEASE WAKE UP, IT IS TIME FOR YOU TO GO TO SCHOOL!!!" 

Oh my god. My housekeeper, Emma, had to scream out her lungs just to get me up from my beautiful, cozy, queen-sized bed. Mid-winter break just ended and it was Monday, god I hate Mondays, Monday is a basic b*tch. I suddenly felt a tug from my bed sheet. I contracted my eye muscles (or whatever it is that makes the eyes open and close) and gradually opened them, turning my head over my shoulder. Emma was standing there, hands on the hips and smiling at the just-awakened me. Seeing that I have finally awoken, she left my room while calling out in her middle-aged-woman hoarse yet sweet voice, "Breakfast will be ready in 10 mins!"

I looked into the mirror after forcing my drained body out of bed. Like usual my brunette  hair, with a tint of red, was in a messy updo bun. I let the bun drop freely forming into some messy but cute effortless waves. I was startled by the sudden buzzing, vibrating sound coming from my desk. I walked over, picked up my iphone 5 and accepted the call.

"Morning girl! Are you up yet?? " It was my best friend, Frances, I have no idea how she can be so cheerful and.. loud at 8am. Like seriously. How?? We've been friends for practically  5 years or so. We met during Freshman year in highschool and I love this chick. She knew me head to toes, inside and out... ok not literally... but my point is that we were really close best friends.

"Yeah. With Emma in this house, even wild bears in hibernation would wake up to her morning rooster calls." I said with my cracking sleepy voice. 

Frances giggled at the sarcastic remark I made and replied, "Oh alright, I was just making sure you weren't late first day back but then again, it's not really a big deal to be late for you."

"Right." 

"Well, I'll see ya in school in like an hour?" With that she ended the call, before I even commented back. I seriously hate it when she does that, when people do that, when they just cut me off before I finish my sentence.

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Checking myself for the last time in the mirror, I grabbed my Louis Vuitton purse which I newly purchased over break and left for my baby. My flashing red lamborghini parked in her own little space in the parking lot. School was approximately 10 mins by car from my house so I'm good. It was a beautiful day with the birds chirping and dancing in mid-air in harmony to greet the upcoming spring season.. well I couldn't really hear them chirp since I was blasting my car with Maroon 5's recent album. 

I realized the traffic lights would soon turn from green to yellow to red. Disregarding the light that was about to turn red in like a second, I drove on, in urge to get to school and not having to wait for the traffic lights to do its cycle. Just when I wanted to make the turn--- BAM. 

Yeah like BAMMMM ok not like that but OH MY FREAKING GOD I HAD JUST HIT A STUPID CAR THAT UNEXPECTEDLY MADE A FUCKING TURN OUT OF NOWHERE FROM THE RIGHT. Way to start my day. Just great.

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-Knock knock-

I was knocking on the glass window of the car. Not in the most polite way of course since my baby just got crashed. This guy or woman is going to PAY for what he did to my baby even though I was the one who urged to drive on but IT WASN'T ENTIRELY MY FAULT. I will beat the life out of this asshole and break his car into little fragment pieces and---the door of the black ferrari swung open and standing in front of me was this tall, young man. Not to mention his gorgeous, perfect tanned and toned body in the black v-neck and blue jeans, his dark blonde hair fringed his perfect facial features.. god the face.. it's not just the face itself. What made my heart melt and tingle was his eyes, those sexy, piercing, blue eyes.