I am Erik Carson's girlfriend.
That is the first thought that pops into my head when I wake up the next morning, causing me to smile to myself. Rolling over, I glance at my phone to see that I've woken up an entire hour before my alarm. For some reason though, I'm not tired nor do I want to go back to sleep. I'm too happy being Erik Carson's girlfriend.
Last night plays over again in my head. The way Erik looked when he picked me up. The feeling of dancing so close together. The sound of his voice as he sang to me. The words he said to me when he asked me out. All of it was perfect.
I can't believe it actually happened.
I reach up and grasp the necklace still hanging around my neck, moving the heart between my fingers. Erik's words play again in my mind.
"A beautiful necklace for my beautiful girl."
Now, I really am his girl.
Today, I will go to school as Erik Carson's girlfriend. Happiness and excitement courses through my veins as I realize that I get to see him today.
With a smile plastered on my face, I excitedly hop out of bed to start getting ready. I unlock my cellular device and pick my favorite playlist, hitting shuffle and turning up the volume to dance party levels. Drunk On Your Love by Brett Eldridge booms out of the speakers and I sway my hips as I walk into my bathroom. As I start the shower I sing along with Brett as the chorus starts up.
"I woke up, up still drunk, drunk on your love, love on your love, love. Now I know why, I'm feelin' so high, high. 'Cause I'm still drunk, drunk on your love on your love!"
This song is actually quite accurate to how I'm feeling right now. I'm still drunk on my emotions from last night.
The shower is ready so I strip down and step in letting the warm water wash over me. I let the water cascade down my body and envelope me in a warm cocoon. As I soap up I continue to dance along to my music. Now T-shirt by Thomas Rhett is playing and I can't help but sing along at the top of my lungs. I find myself turning the shower off just as the song ends. Perfect timing.
My towel is hanging on my towel rack and I grab it as I step out. When I'm all dry I wrap my towel around myself and walk over to my closet to pick out today's outfit. I scan through all my shirts trying to decide which one I want to wear. Nope, nope, nope , no- wait- nope, aha! This one!
I pull out an orange lace tank top and the navy blue undershirt that goes with it. From my dresser I take out clean underwear and a strapless bra along with some Lee skinny jeans. I shimmy my way back to my bathroom to the beat of Dustin Lynch's Mind Reader. Before I get dressed I pull my hair back into a simple french braid down my back.
About an hour later I'm working on the finishing touches of my look. I slide some gold bracelets on my wrist, put gator earrings in my ears, and pull on my Ariat cowboy boots. With one final look in the mirror I grab my phone and my backpack and head to my truck. I open the door and climb in, throwing my backpack into the passenger seat. The engine roars to life when I turn the key and Toby Keith's voice flows out of my speakers.
When I get to school I park in my spot and head to my usual spot with a spring in my step. Isabel isn't here yet, but I'm early so I wasn't expecting her to be. I can't wait for Erik's practice to be over so I can see him. A smile spreads across my face at the thought of seeing him soon. He said he'd bring me coffee didn't he? Now I'm even more excited, if that's even possible. I wonder if he'll kiss me again.
My thoughts are interrupted by a face suddenly appearing in front of mine, scaring me.
"Ah!"
Instinctively, my arms fly out and shove the person away. There's a thud as they fall back.
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