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"Alexander wake up." I felt a gentle voice say to me. "Wake up now, young man!" these next words were a little less gentle. I figured I ought to get up but to be completely honest, I didn't feel like it.
So I made a loud groan blocking out the voice and then soon returning back to my slumber. That was until my blankets were ripped from my sleeping body. I quickly shot up with anger running through my veins wanting to know who decided to barge in here and wake me up.
Once I opened my eyes I searched for the suspect I quickly locked eyes with my mom. She didn't have the usual bright eyed smile she usually wore, instead she had the "you-have-negative-three-seconds-to-get-up" look plastered on her face. All she said before walking out of my room was, "You would think a senior in high school would be able to wake up on time for school without his mother."
Instead of arguing with the woman I got up and went to the bathroom to start up for the day. I looked into the mirror and examined my face and stared into my bright blue eyes. To be quite honest with you, I looked great. I started running my hands through my dark brown hair and adjusting it to my everyday intentional messy look. I did all the essentials and then walked to the closet to begin picking out what I should wear for the first day of my senior year.
I ran my hands across the different fabrics before deciding to settle with a navy blue long sleeved shirt that was tight enough to see my muscles but loose enough to not make me look like a complete douchebag. I then grabbed some dark washed blue jeans with small designer holes and lastly some dark brown semi-formal shoes.
I looked in the mirror pleased with my choice of attire. A small smirk appeared on my face before I ran down the spiral stairs not being able to wait to eat breakfast. By far the most crucial part of my day.
I walked into the large white and marble styled kitchen to see my mom placing different breakfast foods onto my plate. I walked to the bar as she placed it onto the counter at the same time.
"Thanks mom," I said.
"No problem baby. Are you excited for you're last first day?" Fuck no. "Yeah it will be good to see everyone again." I responded while digging my fork into the fluffy pancake.She gave me a warming smile and started to do the dishes. I finished my plate and got up to give it to her. "Here mom," she nodded her head and grabbed the plate to wash. "Love you hunny have a good day at school." She said giving me a kiss on the check. "Love you ma." I said while walking to the door.
I got into my beautiful gray car and started the engine. I was now on my way to hell aka Westbury prep.
As soon as I see the massive school in my line of view I start to inspect the area.
I studied the big brick building with an arrangement of green plants everywhere, a massive parking lot filled with expensive cars, students scattered with their groups. Nothing changed. nothing new.
I pull my Corvette into the front parking spot next to my two best friends. William Westbury and Grayson Bradford.
Will and Gray have been my best friends since I was a kid. Will is an outspoken player who loves the game and girls know it. So he likes to attract more of the hoe types. Really Will has it set and doesn't have to deal with the bullshit. Girls know what they're getting into and they're completely fine with it as long as they can have a moment in the limelight.
Grayson is the exact opposite, he tends to play the good guy out of us three. He likes to make the good girls into the bad girls. So easy to say Grayson is the worst one of us all. He's the one you think is the better guy but breaks you before you even know it.
But enough of the basics Will's family encountered their fortune through owning all the Westbury prep schools, explaining his last name. I also think his family owns a few resorts here and there. Gray came from an extremely respected business man i don't know much about him or their business. Grays dads not around much so his money and family is a touchy Subject.
But as for me the one we're all waiting for, I like the girls who pick up on our bullshit and have in their mind that they will never fall for a guy like me. But little do they know it always happens. I like the games and the chase and I actually think they like it too. Oh and for my riches and good looks my dads a very respected business man who has everyone fall to their knees and bow down due to his ungodly success. And my mother is a retired Model who now owns some type of skin care brand.
So basically my dad invented some shit and everyone at school talks about how my moms a milf.
I walked up to the guys and we did are little bro shake and then stood there inspecting what damage summer has inflicted on everyone.
All the groups were scattered around but we were only paying attention to the girl groups; the nerds, the hoes, the jocks, the hipsters, the nerdiest nerds, the mean girls, the girls who couldn't care less, and last but not least the girls that all the guys new not to mess with my ex girlfriends group. I guess you could say they were a mixture of everything in one, "the perfects".
We all stood there staring and observing until Gray said, "Let's do this shit." and that sentence was the start of the biggest mess of our lives, senior year.
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