The Sleepover [24]

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Lexi P.O.V.

Chapter 24

When I wake up, I realize I have five minutes to get ready and head to school.

I put some jeans with a crop top because the weather is going to be warm, and ran to my car.

"Princess" I hear a raspy voice say and I smile, turning around.

"Reece! What are you doing here?" I ask and he smirks.

"I came to pick you up" Reece replies and I nod, hopping in the motorcycle.

I hug him by the waist and he starts the bike, going as fast as ever.

When we arrive, I notice we have ten minutes to get to class, so I calm down. Everyone is staring and I just look down; blushing. Reece obviously smirking.

Deja vû

"Yesterday, I met my brother's girlfriend" I blurt out and Reece laughs.

"Your brother has a girlfriend?!" He asks surprised and chuckles.

"What's wrong with that?!" I ask annoyed.

"It's just so weird" He answers and I glare at him, moving away.

"Lexi! Wassup?!" I hear Ian call my name.

"Everything's fine. How's everything for you?"

"Good. Actually, perfect. I asked April out on a date yesterday."

I squeal "Yay! I knew it was gonna happen" I say and he rolls his eyes, chuckling.

"Are you coming to detention today?" Ian asks and I shake my head.

"No, it was fun but it can ruin my chance to go to college" I explain and he nods.

"Gotta go. See you at lunch" We exchange good byes and I enter to my math class.

When I get there, I see Heather chewing her gum and Reece writing something. I sit next to Reece and I glare at him again, though he doesn't notice.

The class starts and I pay full attention. Some minutes later, I feel something hit my head.

I notice it's a paper, so I open it and read what it says.

Why r u mad at me?!
~RM

I look at him but ignore the question.

Seconds later I feel another paper.

I open it and the same question is there. I still ignore it.

Another paper hits my head and I groan.

"Ms. Collins! Would you like to share this conversation you and Mr. Mathews are having?" The teacher asks and I blush.

"Give me the note!" She shouts and I give it to her.

"Why are you mad at me? By RM" She reads out loud and I blush even more, looking down.

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