{Megans POV}
I hear a loud alarm from the side of my bed, telling me it was 6:00, time to get up. I hit the sleep button, and rest for another eight minutes. Then further beeping and a refusal to sleep again finally gets me out of bed. I yawn and run the sleep out of my eyes. I open my blinds and blink my eyes to adjust to the light. I walk over to my vanity and start brushing my hair, then go to the washroom down the hall to brush my teeth and wash my face. I go back to my room to apply makeup. Nude eyeshadow and mascara first, then concealer to hide a couple of blemishes and bags under my eyes, and some glittery pink lip gloss. Then over to my closet. I have a pretty big walk-in closet, but not a lot in it. I was always more of a tomboy when it came to fashion. I throw on a long sleeved white shirt with sequins on it, and some random navy blue leggings. Mid-calf black boots and my favourite black scarf to match. Then I put in snowflake earrings and a snowflake pendant necklace. I walk down stairs to my kitchen and grab a couple of snacks for the bus ride, and fill my water bottle I grab an apple for breakfast, and then I hear a knock at my door. Must be Eric I think to myself. I walk to the door and look through the peephole. Then I open the door and see Eric standing there, two caramel ribbon frapps and a smile worth a million dollars. "Hi Meg!"
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Mt. Meric
Teen FictionWith Eric and Megan official, they are headed up to Mt. Whistler for the week of the year. But with friends, teachers and a new threat to their relationship, things go downhill fast. A pretty boy snowboarder has Megan chilling out, and Eric heated u...
