I woke up to the bright lights streaming through the window. I recalled last night and turned to see the other side of my bed empty. I furrowed my eyebrows confused on why Dameon left, but I didn't have time to ponder the thought and climbed out of bed. I rummaged through my closet not satisfied on what to wear, many clothes and I was standing there as if it was empty.
I settled on wearing a cute white top that was simple but I adored the fantasy wishlist that was written on it, flower halo, a pair of high waisted light blue jeans with a few rips in them. After getting into my outfit I made my way to the bathroom where I quickly brushed my teeth, washed my face and applied a light amount of makeup before letting my hair cascade down me. Once gathering my things I decided to grab some breakfast somewhere else before going to school.
I was outside when I saw Dameon just standing there.
"I thought you left." I stated as I eased my way to him.
"I'd never leave you mi bella." He said and I blushed.
"Well come on, I want breakfast before being on time for school." I said and made my way to my car.
"Someone's rich." He said and I shrugged.
"You can say that." I replied and he chuckled. I threw my things in the back and started up the car. The drive wasn't long I settled on a cafe nearby and on the way. Thank goodness there was a drive thru because inside was filled with people.
"Can I get a iced coffee with lots of creme, glazed donut, blt and chips?" I ordered and then turned to Dameon.
"Want anything?" I asked him.
"Water bottle and red apple." He answered and I nodded.
"Can I also get a water bottle and red apple?" I ordered. After an order confirmation and informed my total price I drove to the window and paid them against Dameon's protests. When I got my order I gave it to Dameon besides my iced coffee and made my way to school. By the time I finally got to the parking lot and was parked, I cried because I had sipped all of my iced coffee.
Dameon and I ate in the car, which man was it good. Dameon made me feel fat with his stupid water and apple. Stupid healthy food. He couldn't at least get a freaking sandwich.
"Why are you shooting daggers at me?" Dameon asked me curiously and I realized I was unintentionally.
"No reason." I muttered and gobbled down the rest of my food and then I made my way to my locker with Dameon trailing behind. We stopped by my locker so I could get adjusted and went to our first period together.
When we were settled in our normal seats Rufus whispered something to Dameon which gained my attention.
"What's up?" I asked them.
"Nothing." Dameon said sternly and I raised an eyebrow.
"If it's nothing then tell me." I stated and he scoffed.
"Nothing you need to know mi bella." He replied and I rolled my eyes.
"You will tell me." I replied as I turned back to the front.
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Domestic Knockout
RomanceSouthern Belle meets Beverly Hills bad boy. He is Dameon Penton and her name is Marisole Velanco. Marisole had those glistening milk brown eyes, faded southern accent, barbecue appetite, nerd at brain but pianist and artist at heart. The Southern Be...