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The phone blaring around 4 A.M. waking you up from your slumber. Grabbing your phone to answer the call only to be bombard with questions.

"Where were you?! Who were you with yesterday Bastard?!" You cringe at the nagging and let out a yawn.

"Lovina, i was at school then work later in bed tired..." You pinch the bridge of your nose annoyed from the lack of sleeping and the angered female.

You sat up, taking off your blanket from your body. You were in underwear before dressing yourself in your work uniform that was spread around the rather expensive room.

"You promised to come over my place!"

Placing your phone between your ear and shoulder trying to put on your pants. Jumping around, almost Tripping over your own feet.

'Stupid skinny jeans!!'

"How about i treat you breakfast tomorrow morning. " you answered finally able to slide your legs, properly wearing your jeans. Once dressed, you waited for the brunette to accept your peace offering because you didn't want to become her new ingredient to her famous tomato sauce.

After a long pause, Lovina agreed and hang up. You turned off your phone feeling a pair of arms warp around you. They leaned against you pressing their chest against your back later placing their chin on your shoulder.

"Who was that Mon petite fleur?" You turn to face her to kiss her ruby lips completely ignoring her question. You pulled away from her grabbing your keys, walking towards the exit.

The blonde women tilted her head confused from your movements. You gripped tightly on your phone looking at the time, letting a lie slip from your lips before closing the door behind you.

"Just my mother."

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Your eyes shotted open when hearing the buzzing alarm. Gasping for air as you tried to comprehend the strange dream you had. It was unknown to you, dreaming from escaping from some thing or some one that you didn't know. However fear over toke you remembering the glowing eyes that is glued stuck to mind. You slam the snooze button of your alarm clock signaling the beginning of a new day.

Another boring day was for you, Compliments and gifts from both genders. Confession that didn't faze you and praise from teachers, you were tired of it.

"Hey Dudette!! You didn't answer my texts yesterday!" Exclaimed A hyper active teen.

Your full attention as placed on the leader of the football team who was shaking your shoulder to wake you up from your daze. Alfred Jones was your best friend since third grade, shocking to you was after rejecting his confession at the age of twelve you both manage to have a steady friendship. However on the other hand Alfred couldn't help but still love you not caring if you reject him countless times.

"Sorry Alfred, my boss can be a total butt." You answered with a smile.

'Lies'

"That explains a lot!! Hey want to watch a movie together at my place?" He asked with flushed cheeks.

You ponder with his request, Alfred hoped you'll accept his offer.

"I'm not sure Alfred..."

"Come on (Y/N)! You rarely have time with the hero anymore!" Exclaiming pointing to himself with a grin.

You began debating with yourself, not wanting to lose your best friend but before you could answer the bell rang signal to go to your last class. The hallways were cleared off and class were back in session.

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