everything happens for a reason - chapter 1

chapter 3

Chapter three

　

He leaned down toward me. Our faces were so close together now. I knew what was coming next. I didn't want to back away from him. His eyes were on me. He was starring right back into my eyes with his beautiful ones. It was as if he was looking right into who I was and knew everything before I even had a chance to tell him myself. He pressed his soft lips to mine and I smiled pulling him closer to me, tangling my hands into his hair. He deepened the kiss and I felt like I was floating through the clouds. He pulled back slightly and smiled at me before hugging me. "Its time to wake up, Alexice" he whispered.

　

As if on que, my alarm clock started to go off, blaring its usual annoying beeping sound. 7 freaking a.m. I sighed as I starred up at my ceiling. Why couldn't that dream be reality? Well it could of if your mother didn't open the door on you two... The little voice in my head said before I could stop it. This makes me sound crazy but I fight with myself... a lot... The little voice usually wins. I like to call her 'very annoying thing that never shuts up and is always right'. I know... I'm weird. Sue me.

　

My thought wondered back to Spencer. He's just so... I don't know how to explain it. He's just perfect. The way he saved me when he didn't even know who I was but he still did it for some reason. I smiled as I pictured his face. The way he... Just everything. Everything about him is perfect. I know I shouldn't want him like this. I should stop this before it gets to far. I know this all so well it's just... He won't be like him. He wont hurt me like he did. At least that's what I want to think... He just doesn't seem the type to do that to a girl.

　

The beeping soon grew annoying so I stopped my alarm and rolled over rubbing the sleep from my eyes. My body was still in pain as I to move but I pushed past it. I needed to get up. I pushed the blanket off and as much as I didn't want to separate myself from them, I had to. I put my feet on the cold floor and looked over to my mirror.

　

"I look like shit...and nothing less." I muttered grabbing a long sleeve shirt, my best skinny jeans, and my favorite bra and panties. I made my way to the bathroom trying not to lose balance. My head still hurt a little but maybe a warm shower will make me feel better.

　

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I stepped out and instantly felt the coldness in the air against my naked body. I shivered once and mentally slapped myself for not putting the towel closer to the shower. Once I had it in my hands, I wrapped it around me and looked in the mirror again. Thankfully I had no bruises or cuts on my face. They would be hard to hide. Sadly I can’t say the same for the rest of my body... I dried off and put my clothes on making sure all the bruises were covered. I didn't need people wondering about me on my first day at a new school... Yay! I cheered sarcastically in my head. It's a good thing it's the middle of November. It wouldn't make me seem that weird to be all covered up. I know you’re all thinking “what ?November ? Doesn’t school start two months before that ?” well it does but me moved and I have to start mid-semester.. My luck right ?

　

I made my way back to my room and looked at the clock. Quarter after. I still have 45 minutes before school. I pulled out the blow dryer and dried my semi-long blondish brown hair and I put my bangs up into that "poof" thing people do. I reached into my dresser drawer and pulled out the purple eyeliner, it matched my belt and bright purple show laces, and it would go with the black shirt, jeans, and shoes.