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Chapter three

I woke up to the most delightful sound ever. Kian's voice telling me to wake up even with a little bit of his sweet kisses going across my jawline down to my neck. Wait back up... Kian lawley is kissing me?!?!

Beep beep beep...

The sound of my alarm going off made me sad thinking that the dream was actually real.. It felt so real. Shaking my head of the thoughts interrupting about the dream. I got up and turned the alarm off and walked to the bathroom to take a nice warm shower to wake me up. I stood in the shower for about 15 to 20 minutes washing myself in some apple scent.

I turned the shower off and walked out to my closet to pick out an outfit when I took a look at the weather noticing it'll be nice and warm enough to wear a skater skirt with knee high socks and a long sleeve crop top. All of the outfit were neutral colors following along with the fall weather.

I did a simple makeup routine consisting of eyeliner mascara and falsies , with a nude lipstick. I walked downstairs with a little time to spare to make toast, popping it in the toaster while getting my phone and bag ready. I heard the toast pop up and I set it down getting the butter out spreading it on the crusted bread. I walked out satisfied with how my morning turning out.

I walked to my gray Volkswagen, putting my bags in the passenger seat jumping into the drivers to turn the car on. Going to school.

When I got to my school I parked in my usual parking space when I realized it was taken by the most annoying and popular girl named Marcie. She walked out laughing with all her other friends, pointing at me Making everyone's attention toward me. I sped off to find a parking a little further than where I usually park. I got out grabbing my bag and walking over to Marcie.

"I'm glad you think this is funny Barbie." She gasped at my words, as I'm waiting for her to say something I walk past her hitting my shoulder with hers. "OH yeah you lil- uh um"
she yelled back out  lost of words then all the attention was towards her making her walk away furious and embarrassed.

You see, me and Marcie don't like each other. Ever since middle school her spraying my locker with spray paint saying slut written all over it, with her spreading rumors about me sleeping with this guy. Of course everyone believed her because she was popular but the thing is she is the slut because she slept with most of the guys at our school. I guess one point for me! And a bonus for this morning.

I walked to my locker opening it to put all my books away to see my girls walking towards me. "We seen what you did to Marcie out there!" They all squealed. "Did you see her face?" Heather said. I nodded my head to laugh along with them about what just happened!

"Speak of the devil." Meranda whispered to me. She nodded her head over to the doors to see Marcie walking with her friends by her side. Marcie looked at me and stopped right at my locker. "You know this isn't over right?" She said with anger rated in her voice. I nodded my head and laughed which made her really made stomping in her 6 inch heels.

I had went to all four of my classes. After my 4th hour class ended I packed up to meet my girls in the lunch room.

^^^^

I met with them at our usual table grabbing my lunch out of my bag. I seen them running into the lunch room. I scrunched my eyebrows into confusion, wanting to know what was wrong.
"We just heard Marcie talking about you!" They all said at once. All of them started laughing because they said it together. "You all owe me a Coke" heather said pointing meranda and Dennise.

"Omg would you shut up and tell me about what Marcie was saying ?!" I yelled at them getting annoyed already. "Oh yeah totally spaced it out!" Heather said. "What she was saying was she had some plan to hurt you and to make everyone laugh at you." Meranda said. I gave her a thankful look knowing she's not playing around to get straight to the point. I mouthed a thank you.

"She won't get to me I got something even better." I smiled.
"Uh oh.. I don't like that look." Dennise said knowing I had something evil in mind.