I woke up nestled into the crook of someone's neck. Their arms wrapped around me protectively and tightly. I looked up to find the seepig face of an idiot who goes by the name of Logan Sterling. I stayed there a few more minutes before my eyes drifted to the clock and I saw I had 45 minutes left before I had to get to school. I pried his arms off me and he didn't even react to the movement, really heavy sleeper. Then again, I sleep like a rock, I once slept through an Earthquake.
I darted up the stairs and grabbed the first things I could find in my closet which were; white jeans and a black button down shirt which reached my knees and went to take a shower. I changed running downstairs and into the kitchen. I took out some ingredients and made some pancake mix, if you don't like pancakes you're mental. I made some for myself and then I conveniently ran out of batter to make them for loverboy, so I did what anyone else would do. I took my plate of pancakes and sat down right next to Sterling.
5 minutes later he woke up and saw the plate of pancakes, "Best way to wake someone up. Waft the smell of pancakes up their nose." I rolled my eyes at his response but couldn't stop the smile that had made its way onto my face. He sat up straight, "So, where's my plate?"
I smirked, "I ran out of batter so I couldn't make you any. Sorry."
He shook his head and chuckled, raising his eyebrows, "First, you should really stop using that word because you never mean it and second, you ran out of batter or you purposely made enough just for yourself."
I swallowed and then gave him a sheepish smile even though I was bursting with laughter inside, "I ran out." I said unsurely.
He raised an eyebrow, "Well, then the polite thing would be to give me your plate since I'm the guest."
I raised my eyebrows, "And what makes you think I'm polite?"
He smirked, "I'm hoping you will be as you stare at my smoldering looks."
I rolled my eyes and sighed, "Not even in your bloody dreams, loverboy."
He edged closer and smirked, "You know, princess, lying is a sin."
I smirked, "Now, why would I lie about something that's obviously true." I decided to taunt him. I picked up the last piece of pancakes and gave it to him, his eyes lit up, but before he could eat it I ate it myself and then stuck my tongue out at him.
He glared at me which soon turned into an evil grin. I was confused at first then I saw him wiggling his fingers. Not giving him a chance, I darted upstairs and locked the first room I ran into which thankfully was my brother's room. Why you ask? Well, my brother has weird friends who think it's a good idea to prank him so he keeps a filled water gun under his bed to retalliate. Hey, don't judge him.
I grabbed the gun from under the bed right when Logan opened the door and pointed it towards him. His eyes widened at the sight before him and froze. I put my finger on the trigger ready to blast him when he held up his hands in surrender, "Look, we have 20 minutes to get to school and I need to change my clothes cause I am not going to school looking like this it will ruin my reputation."
I smirked, "You mean the non-existant one." He chuckled and told me 'in your dreams, princess.' He asked me for some clothes so I went and took out some of my brother's. I handed him a white t-shirt and my brother's black jeans. He took a shower and in 5 minutes we were ready and heading to his car. Hey, why pollute the environment when we're both going to the same place. I will deny this if ever confronted about it but I have to admit he did look hot. My brother's shirt was a size small so it was kinda tight on him showing off his well-defined muscles and 6-pack abs. His hair was disheveled giving him a messy look. He caught me checking him out from the corner of his eye and smirked, "Princess, I know you love what you see but try not to be obvious about it."
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Roman pour Adolescents"Hi, princess!" he says putting his arm upto my locker trying to be intimidating. Keyword: trying. I flashed him a smile as I brought my hand up to grip his fingers and bent them backwards. A look of pain replaced his smirk. I twisted his arm until...