Lucia:
Everything was perfect.
My grades were perfect,I was going perfectly unnoticed, until I locked eyes with him.
It was then that I knew I would never be able to look away.
Marco:
Everything was fine.Coach wasn't kicking me off the team for thr...
I grunt as I lift my feet off my bed, rubbing my eyes in circles with back of my hand. "Exams today" mom's voice is overly excited, and I give her a narrowed gaze. "Which I will ace like every year" I roll my eyes smiling.
"Who are you,and what have you done with quiet Lucia?" she asks hitting me with a pillow. I giggle, grinning. "She started talking to people not so quiet" I reply. She nods and leaves me to change.
I smile as my mind drifts to Marco,the way he ran his hands through my hair,and the way we laughed so hard milk shot out his nose at lunch-okay.Enough. My worries are that i'm becoming a little obsessed with him,and maybe it has to do with those heavenly,puffy things he calls lips. "Those aren't lips,those are clouds" I tried to tell him once.
It was during class, but he just tugged at my braid with a smirk in response.
"Motherrrr" Alex's voice annoys me, even though he's outside my room. We haven't talked,not really. The most i'll give to him is a nod when he asks me something,not even a yes or no.
"Lucia want me to drive you?" dad yells from downstairs. Why? I could drive myself,and I like taking the bus. "No it's okay!" I yell back. My door opens, and Alex peeks at me through the small opening. I frown, stopping midway to putting on my shoe. "What do you want?" I ask blankly. "Jeez-I just wanted a ride to school." I shake my head. "No." I say simply.
"Do you really hate me that much?" he asks. "Yes- now get out" I try speaking calmly,giving him a bitter smile. Calm bodies...Marco's voice rings in my head. "You're a bitch" he hisses. I stomp over to him, giving him a hard shove for the first time in a while. "Come near my room again, i'll kill you. Do-you-hear-me? Kill.you." I seethe. He gives me a weird look, like he can't believe me.
With that he walks downstairs,probably to snitch. That's all he is, a snitch. I close my door, finishing getting ready. I don't bother with mascara or anything, but I apply some of my favorite Dior lipgloss and slip my shoes on with a smile. "Today will be a good day" I grin.
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When I get to school it's buzzing,literally. People are talking loudly like we're in the mountains,and some are squealing like five year olds. I walk down to my locker, ignoring the whistles a group of boys throw my way. huh. That's a first.
"My favorite girly!" I hear a very familiar squeal, turning around to see Rebecca striding torwards me. I grin at her, looking her up and down playfully. "You look very nice" I say. She curtsies playfully. "Thank you-thank you"
"Ready for exams?" I ask. She nods, giving me a thumbs up. "A hundred" she says. I raise a brow, closing my locker before leaning against it. "Your aiming score?" I ask. She nods. She pulls out a lipstick,applying it smoothly and smacking her lips. "What's up with the energy today?" I ask motioning to everyone in the crowded hall. She squeals, as if she's just remembered something.
