It's 5:28 am. You're having trouble with falling back asleep, so you hop out of your bed and walk to the closet. You mumble to yourself as you open the closet doors wondering what you want to wear. You immediately spot a lace under the breast corset. Your eyes widen when you look over to your left and see a deep purple short, ruffled skirt and a black crop top with a white skull and crossbones on the front. You grab what you have decided will be your outfit for the day. You can't help but feel like something is missing from the outfit. You head over to the dresser and pull open the bottom drawer. A pair of high waist fishnet tights! You snatch them and walk to the bathroom. You start up the bath and swiftly get undressed. Checking to see if the water is the perfect temperature, you decided to get in. About half an hour passes. You drain the bath and get out. You first put on the lace corset, then the crop top. After that you slip on some black panties and the fishnets. You decide to switch the skirt for low waist ripped up baggy black jeans. You grab your black high top boots and undo every one of the buckles. You put them on carefully making sure not to rip the fishnets. You then put on a bit of black eyeshadow and some dark blue eyeliner. You look at yourself in the mirror and grin with pride. You proceed to bend down and buckle up the boots.
You check the time. 6:38. An hour has passed. You leave your room and walk to the kitchen. Your school stuff is spread out all over the table. You roll your eyes and mutter a couple of curse words at yourself. You start to pack up your bag. You're so focused with what you're doing that you don't even notice that someone has entered the room. They tap you on the shoulder and startle you. You whip your head around to see a boy that has the same features as you. His hair is a light blue with white highlights. He's wearing a white dress shirt with a black vest over it. His pants are a deep blue, and his shoes are shiny and black. You both exchange a couple of meaningless words, and you continue to pack up your bag. You look around, but the boy is nowhere to be found.
You pick your keys and bag, leave the house and head over to your Jeep. The Jeep is black with bright neon pink accents. You unlock it and instantly smell the scent of cherry blossoms. The interior of the Jeep is lit up with bright green LED lights and the seats are a black type of leather. You start it up and head to your college.
You finally arrive at the college. There are quite a few people standing beside their cars. You park in your usual parking spot. You turn off your vehicle and get out. Heading inside you spot your friends at the entrance. You make your way over to them. One of them, Alice, hands you a cup of blueberry tea and a paper bag. You open the bag and see two donuts. You look at her and softly smile. You and your friends head to the first class of the day.
You enter the classroom and see your professor. You see a boy, your crush, is speaking with the professor. You can't help but stare at him. He's just so amazing. Alice steps in front of you. She looks at you with a smirk on her face. You narrow your eyes and cross your arms. She raises her hands and nervously chuckles. You both sit down at your seats.
You hear footsteps. Looking up you see him, your crush. You feel your face heating up and realize that you're blushing. He smiles at you and asks how you are. You struggle to say something. Anything. He chuckles. His laughter makes you blush even more. He gives you a concerned look and asks if you're ok. You stutter when you say that you are ok. He takes a seat next to you.
It's now 8:19. By this time class is starting. The professor begins the lecture. All you can think about is the man sitting next to you. Halfway through class he grabs your hand, and his fingers intertwine themselves with yours. Your eyes widen as you turn your head to face him. You open your mouth to speak but nothing comes out. It's at this time that he moves closer to you. He lets go of your hand and moves it to your waist. You try to move away but he pulls you extremely close to him. You can feel the heat radiating from his body. He leans closer to your face and it's at this time that the professor says that the class is over. Yet your crush is still holding you. He stands up and helps you up. He picks up his bag and tells you to do the same. You do as he says. Then he takes your hand and leads you out of the room. He takes you to your next class, which you have together.
This boy, your crush, is pretty popular. Tons of people you don't know come up to your table and ask him lots of questions. You start to hear his name over and over and over again. Liam. Such a lovely name.
You begin to study every physical thing you can about him. His hair, the color of rich caramel, still messy and unbrushed. His eyes, a deep ocean blue. The outfit. A clean white long sleeve shirt under a black sleeveless button up vest, a deep red loose tie, crisp black dress pants and shiny black dress shoes.
He catches you staring and waves his hand in front of your face. This snaps you back to reality as you blush from embarrassment. You can see that the girls that surround your table are very envious. One of them walks over to you and quietly speaks.
"Who are you looking at? Oh! You think you have a chance with him?! You're so delusional. You aren't even that popular, let alone pretty," she says.
You feel your nose and cheeks heat up. You get up and head to the door pushing it open and run down the hallway and into the girl's bathroom.
You slump to the floor in the far corner by the sinks and cry. You cover your mouth so nobody can hear you crying. Three of the popular girls walk in and start laughing at you. You look up at them. The girl in the middle is holding a water bottle. She pours the water onto you head while the other two girls laugh. She then kicks you in the stomach which makes you fall back. She turns to the other girls and tells them to finish the job as she walks away.
One of them climbs onto you and pulls you close to them. Without thinking you spit on her face. She then gets angry and starts punching you. Next thing you know everything goes black......
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This is the end of part one!!!!!!
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Novela JuvenilY/N has a crush on the popular boy. But he isn't all that he seems. . .