It's a bit late but how you enjoy it either way. Love ya's
Dedication: takeliamhome (thanks for the amazing cover)
Edited by dacasabellaLockeys POV
*Beep beep*
"Oh just a few more minutes...." I groaned out loud, in annoyance, while trying to turn off the damn alarm clock. Blurry-eyed, I tried to find the snooze button, in an effort to shut the stupid thing off. Fed up with trying to find the button, I repeatedly banged the stupid contraption against the drawer until it stopped beeping.
'Ugh school!'
Moving up into a sitting position, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes before glancing down at James. He was still sleeping soundly, his arm wrapped tightly around my waist. Smiling at the sight, I gave him a quick peck on his nose before maneuvering myself out of the bed. Looking at the time on my phone, it was already 8:30.
'Shit! I only have 20 minutes.'
Rushing through my daily bathroom routine, I quickly picked out a pair of black jeans and a white v-neck and hurriedly threw them on. Grabbing my school bag from under the bed,
I gave James another peck on the lips and gave myself a quick once over in the mirror before leaving the bedroom.Not in the mood for breakfast, I swiftly grabbed my leather jacket off the coat hanger and my car keys off the counter before leaving the apartment. Stepping into the elevator, I threw on my jacket before pressing the number that would lead me to the Parking lot. As soon as the doors slid back open I raced to my car, now wary of the time. Climbing into the car, I quickly started up the engine and sped off to the hellhole we called school.
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Reaching the school in record time, I hurriedly clambered out of the car, rushing to get into the school before the second bell rang and I was officially late for class. Opening my locker, I grabbed all the necessary books I needed for first period and literally legged it to the classroom, English. I made it just in time for the second bell to ring and took my designated seat beside the traitor I used to call my best friend. Entering the classroom in a frenzy, Mr. Donovan didn't spare a minute and immediately started his usual rant about synonyms and their importance without bothering to take down the attendance. Trying to Ignore his presence as best as I could, I almost believed he wasn't here until he started talking.
"Look Lockey...I know that you don't want to talk me right now, especially after what I've done, but you have to understand tha-" Luca whispered as he tried to explain but I soon cut him off before he could finish his little rant.
"Understand what, huh? What else could I possibly understand, other than the fact that you mistreated the trust I had for you, went behind my back and impregnated my ex-girlfriend and made it out that I was responsible for it, when all along it was you." I pointed at him in utter disbelief of the rubbish he was spewing out of his mouth.
"I know, I know. But, you have to hear me out!" Luca pleaded in desperation, having a quick glance around the class before focusing back on me.
"I've heard enough already Luca so just do yourself a favour and spare yourself any more embarrassment. " I said in frustration at mis not accepting that I didn't want to talk to him any longer.
"But I thought we were best friends?"
"We were best friends, now we're just two pupils who attend the same classes and have to tolerate each other, nothing more and nothing less," I said in finality, signalling the ending of our conversation.
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