Rose's life has order. She knows what she needs to do to stay out of trouble with her always traveling, never loving, slightly abusive dad. But that all changes when Liam Powers got pushed into her life, making it completely and utterly chaotic.
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My alarm clock went off at six o'clock on Friday morning and I let out a groan before pressing stop. Stupid Liam Powers and his crappy understanding of biology. Making me get up an hour before my regular time.
With another tired sigh, I pulled myself out of bed and made my way to the bathroom to begin my daily routine. Satisfied with my clean and awakened skin, I walked back to my room to locate something to wear.
Picking out a long sleeve, t-shirt, I slipped it on over my bra before slipping on a pair of leggings. Grabbing a pair of Nike tennis shoes, I slipped them on before going to my vanity table and plugging up my hair straightener. While that was heating up, I applied some foundation on to cover my blemishes.
I brushed my wavy hair out before grabbing the flat iron and straightening my hair strand by strand.
Routine. Everyday I do the same routine, nothing ever changes. I wear what my father finds appropriate and I pretend I'm okay. I straighten my hair every morning because my wavy hair looks too much like my mother's.
Once done, I unplugged my flat iron and tidied up my room.
Satisfied with my room, I grabbed my backpack and made my way to the kitchen for breakfast.
I arrived at school at six fifty. Getting out of my car, I quickly made my way to the Tutoring Center to prepare for the catastrophe that is Liam Powers.
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I let out another sigh before looking at the time on my phone.
7:10
He was late.
I woke up an hour earlier and he's fricking late. Stupid ignoramus jerk.
Ten more minutes passed and there was still no signs of Liam. Shaking my head, I took out my own notebook to read over my notes.
When it was seven thirty, the door opened and another tutor walked in with his student.
"Hey, Mike" I waved and they took a seat in the back.
"Hey, Rose, one of your students flaked on you?" He asked and I nodded.
"I think he did." I sighed before gathering my things.
Mrs. Knowles will know that I tried. I gave him a time to come in and he didn't show up. Not my fault if he doesn't graduate.
As I was putting my notebook in my backpack, the door opened and Liam walked in.
It was seven forty.
"Hi," He smiled at me and I blinked.
"You're late."
He smiled again as if it would fix the fact that I've been waiting for him for over half an hour. "Sorry, I got held up."
