This Moment

           Somewhere, way off in the distance, I can hear my alarm going off. Usually, the high pitched, annoying, beeping would've woken me immediately. But, not today. I simply rolled away from the sound and muzzled back into the beautiful, weightless swirl of colors, of my dreams.

        "Annabeth," a sing-songy voices breaks through my careless dreaming.

         "Shut the fuck up!" I snarl back, throwing a pillow over my face to block out the light that has been turned on.

           Suddenly, my beautiful, sweet pillow is ripped away from me, unshielding my eyes as the light throws daggers through my eyelids. "Oh, sweet, merciful, gods of sleep, please lend me the strength to not murder my sister." I mutter, under myth breath, as through the blankets off of myself and force myself out of my warm bed.

       I walked across my room, towards my bathroom. Halfway there I started stripping off my night clothes until I stood there in my underwear.

       "Why do you get blessed with a perfect body?" Sarah whines, rolling her eyes.

        I turn my head to gaze at my sister. My sister, Sarah, is the most beautiful person in my life. Her dirty blonde hair was up in a bun on the top of her head. A lose nightgown was all she wore, but even it was pulled tightly over her ever expanding belly. Sarah was 7 months pregnant and looked like she was about 9 months along.

         I shook my head, "You had an amazing body before..." I let my voice carry away and I glanced down at her stomach.

        She smiled and placed her hand gently on the top of her stomach, "I know, I just get self-conscious sometimes..." She trailed off.

        I nodded in understanding, turning towards my bathroom again. Hoping she would take the hint, I started grabbing the clothes I wanted to wear today. After snapping out of her day dream she left muttering something about making breakfast.

[A little under 2 hours later]

     I started down the stairs, fluffing my hair and straighting my sweater. As I reached the kitchen I could smell chocolate chip waffles. My absolute favorite. I rushed myself,eating four waffles before bolting out the door and making my way to my car. "Today was going to be interesting." I thought to myself as I pulled out of the drive way and towards the high school. Today was my first day at a new school. I was not excited in the least.

-Jake's POV-

    As I pulled into a parking spot, I noticed a unknown car in the spot next to mine. A sick looking black Mazda 3. Oh, did it look sexy. Giving the car one last glance, I darted off towards my first class.

[15 minutes later]

       I was coping down notes in history when I heard the door slowly open. I glanced up to see a shock of red hair and pale skin. The girl opening the door was short. Very short. She had chest length, fire red hair that was fluffed up around her head. Huge, deep green eyes. She wore hardly any make up. She had on impossibly tight, black skinny jeans. Shiny black, knee high riding boots with an over sized black and white sweater. The sweater hung loose around her curves. She was small around the waste but had a big round ass and decent sized breasts. I could almost hear the other guys in class panting for her already.

         "You must be Annabeth. Welcome to History 121. I am Mr. Rayne. Please take the empty seat next to Mr. King." Mr. Rayne carelessly instructed the new girl.

          I gulped as I realized....She was being made to sit next to me. She nodded to the teacher, slowly making her way over to the seat next to me. As she sat down, I could smell the light sent of vanilla. It invaded my senses, causing me to become a bit light headed.

    "Hello...I'm Annabeth" She whispered quietly to me, a small smile playing on her lips.

     "Jake." I replied, feeling a smirk teasing my lips.