Chapter 1: Meeting him

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           I woke up around 6:30. I'm not exactly a morning person, but I'm not in a terrible mood when I have to get up early.
           I showered, scrubbing my body in my favorite Bath&Body works body scrub and body wash. It smells like gardenias, my favorite flower. After drying my body off, I wrapped myself in my fuzzy robe and headed back into my room. I put on my favorite pair of skinny jeans and floral shirt with ruffly short sleeves, before pairing it with black booties. I then put on a little mascara and eyeshadow, grabbed my book bag, and headed out towards my white Kia. Like any car owner, my Kia was my baby. I glanced over her shiny paint with a smile. She was in surprisingly good condition for a five year old car.
        As I drove the quick five minute drive to school, listening to All I Want by olivia rodrigo from High School Musical; Musical the series (loveeeee) and occasionally singing along.
         All I want is love that lasts
     Is all I want too much to ask
         Is there something with me-e-e
     All I want is a good guy
         Are my expectations far too high
     Tried my best but what can I say
        All I have is myself at the end of the day
      And all I want is for that to be okay-ay-ay-ay ooh ooh
       As soon I parked, I raced to the school's entrance, already seven minutes late. As I open the door and step in, I hit what seems to be a brick wall. I fall backwards like all klutz do, only to be caught at last second by two strong arms. I look up to see the face of none other than the school's bad boy, Dylan Smith.
        ' Shoot' I thought, mentally scolding myself for all my klutziness.
         "Are you okay?" A deep, masculine voice jolts me out of my thoughts, and I look up to see that he is still holding me up and we are soo close I can smell his cologne. I instantly turn red, feeling very awkward, before I realize I still haven't answered his question.
          "Umm yeah I think I am fine, I'm so sorry for running into you." I say, gazing up into his emerald orbs.
          "Your fine," he said, a smile gracing his handsome face,"what is your name?"
          "I'm Sophie" I said as I began walking away.

Just a picture of what Dylan looks like

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Just a picture of what Dylan looks like... that guy is hawt...

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