Alexis' P.O.V
I woke up the next morning. I woke up at 9 AM. I saw Luke was still asleep, so I decided to leave him be. I crawled out of bed, and I took some clothes into the bathroom with me. I knew Luke would probably be awake, so I decided to change in the bathroom. I got a towel and walked into the bathroom, locking it behind me. I turned on the hot water and stripped my clothes off. I got into the shower and began to wash my body.
I got out, and I dried myself off. I got changed into a Nutella shirt with jeans and grey high top converse. Bow earrings, a Nutella necklace, a ring with a heart on it along with a lock on the heart, a head flower, and a Starbucks phone case. I blow dryed my hair and straightened it. I put on only a small amount of makeup. Just eye shadow, mascara, and blush. I walked out of the bathroom and I saw Luke awake. He was lying in bed on his phone. He saw me and smiled.
"There's my princess." He said shutting off his phone and walking up to me.
I smiled and kissed him.
"Want breakfast?" He asked.
I nodded.
He grabbed my hand and we both walked downstairs. When we got there, everyone else was awake.
"Morning you two." Brandon said cooking breakfast.
Brandon was known as the cook. I mean, Carter did cook a couple times, but now that he's out of our life, Brandon is the cook. He's really good at cooking to be honest.
"Brandon, where did you learn how to cook so well?" I asked sitting down.
He smiled. "My mom."
"Really? Well I want to meet her one day." I said.
"You can't..." Luke said looking down.
"Why?" I asked.
"She's dead." Brandon said quietly.
"Oh. I'm sorry." I said.
He shook his head. "It's fine. You didn't know."
"Anyways, what's for breakfast?" I asked changing the subject.
"Waffles!" He said.
I smiled.
I've always loved Brandon's waffles. He made them so good! He puts something in them that makes them amazing!
"Are we doing anything today?" I asked.
"We can." Luke said.
"Like what?" I asked.
"What do you want to do?" Ty asked.
"Um... I don't know." I said.
It was November, it's starting to get cold. It's best we do something inside.
"We could do ice skating." Dylan suggested.
"No! No! No!" I said.
"Why?"
The memory came to my mind. When I was 13 years old.
*Flashback 3 years
"Alexis! Can you do this?" My friend Rosy and I were doing tricks on the ice skating rink. We were challenging each other. She was skating and put her leg way up to her head.
"Please! That's easy!" I said starting to do it.
I put my leg up to my head and started skating.
I looked back at her. "Ha! I can!"
"Alexis, watch out!!!"
I looked and I ran into a wall. I fell hard on the ground. Then everything went black.I woke up in a hospital bed.
"What happened?" I asked.
"You ran into the wall and fell hard on the ground. The doctor said you almost had a concussion." Mom said sitting on a chair next to my bed.
Her eyes got tears in them. "Honey, I said be careful."
"I'm sorry, mom." I said.
*End of flashback
"From then on, I promised myself I'd never go ice skating again." I said.
"Alexis, you were doing tricks. You don't have to do tricks. You and Luke can be like the couples and just skate around together." Cody said.
I looked at Luke, and he smiled.
"I want to do that because I'm not that good at ice skating. I might fall a couple times." He said.
I laughed. "You better not bring me down either."
"I probably will if we're holding hands." He said.
"Then I'm not coming near you." I joked.
"Aww." He said putting on a fake sad face.
I giggled and kissed his cheek.
Brandon then served the waffles. I looked at my plate. I picked up my fork and began to eat the delicious waffles.
"You like my waffles, huh?" Brandon asked.
"Oh my God I love them!" I said.
He laughed. "Thanks."
This is amazing. No more Carter in my life anymore. This is the beginning of my new life.
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