Our week in Paris.

The fight.

   ~Lexi's P.O.V~

         "Get up! Get up kids," I heard Mrs. E shout from the hall "Meet in the lobby in half an hour!" I threw the sheets off me and checked the time, 7:06. Bloody hell. Thirty minutes? To get dressed? Did this teacher not know that girls couldn't even do their hair in that amount of time? I walked to my left, to the bathroom on my side of the room. Turning on the sink and splashing my face with cold water before brushing my teeth. 

        "Get up, Angel!" I yelled over running water. I heard her moan and shuffle across the room to her bathroom, and heard her hop into the shower. She cursed quite a bit in the morning. She never was a morning person. I finished styling my curly hair, deciding to straighten it for today. I slipped on one of my favorite outfits. polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=73168362 . I got finished getting dressed in twenty minutes. Well that's a new record. I wrote Angel a note and set it on her bed, leaving her a cup of tea I easily made from the machine in the room. She loved tea in the mornings, it was a habit of hers. I slipped down to the cafe, grabbing a bite before we had to leave. I rubbed the sleepiness out of my eyes, and started down the steps to the first floor, skipping two steps at a time, never more excited.

        ~Angel's P.O.V~ 

        I tiptoed across my room, towel wrapped around me. A chill swept down my spine as the air in the room kicked on. "Lex?" I heard no reply. I walked over to the bed where there was a ripped peice of paper with a drawing of the Eiffel Tower printed on the bottom right hand corner. 

        "Went downstairs for some brea​kfest. Meet me down there when your dressed." Her writing was written in cursive, neat and trim.  She left me a cup of tea, my favorite. I smiled at her thoughtfulness, then sighed. It was too early for this. I passed to my dresser where I had shoved my clothes in last night. I grabbed out my Floral pink pants with my white converse and white blouse. polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=73170196 . I put a white headband into my blonde golden hair, and put on little makeup, not trying to look like a clown. Chugging down the hot soothing tea before I opened the door to leave the room. I practically jumped out of my skin when I heard him.

        "You look nice." That american accent. I looked down the hall to see Blake leaving his room aswell. He was dressed in cute blue jeans with a loose white shirt, and a necklace I hadn't noticed before. It was a silver thick chain, dangling from the bottom was a cross with intricate engravments swirling down each corner. He had a black beanie on today, which matched his black converse. He looked adorable.

        "You gave me a fright! Don't do that!" I laughed and joined him as we walked down the hall. I play hit his shoulder and the twinkle in his eyes made me want to melt. 

        "You get scared easily," I could feel his eyes look me up and down, I became self conscious. "You look lovely." As the words escaped his lips I felt butterflies soar throughout my stomach. I just smiled, looking away, the ground had suddenly become very interesting. 

        "Thanks." I mutter back, and we walked down to the cafeteria, in a comfortable silence. 

        ~Lexi's P.O.V~ 

        Well I'll be damned. Angel strode into the cafe with the bloke from yesterday. I nodded as a greeting as they joined my table. 

        "Hey." They both said at the same time. They went into a 'jinxing' war and I just laughed. Goofs. We all ate before boarding the bus, taking the same seats we had yesterday. The charter bus played some Disney movie, while we drove to the museum. 

        "Excited?" I turned towards Angel sitting next to me. She smiled back, a dazzling row of white teeth brightening up her face.

        "Totally! And thanks for the tea this morning. It was perfect." She winked at me.

        "Oh any time, baby cakes." I winked back. We had come up with weird names for eachother all the time, it was weird, but it was us. She just chuckled to herself. And I saw Laura eyeing me from the back of the bus. She sneered at me and held up a "L" with her hand on her forehead. She looked at me with disgust, as if I wasn't human. How childish she was. I wasn't a loser.. Was I? I looked at my feet, feeling a tear brim my left eye. I know it was stupid to take something so little to offence, but everything she did hurt me more and more. 

        "Hey, what's wrong?" I heard a concerned Angel question from my left. I looked up at her and shook my head, knowing if I tried to talk, I would loose it. She immediately shot her eyes from the me to the back of the bus, letting them settle into a hateful glare on my bully. I knew what was to come next wouldn't be good. Angel stood up, frightening me with the anger in her eyes. The usual light blue in them had been replaced with a deep dark blue, showing she meant business.  I felt my stomach clench into a ball as angel rolled her hands into fists and stalked towards Laura. 

Oh god.

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Sorry for the short chapter, more to come soon!