Love Rush #2 [SEQUEL] [COMPLETED]

6

My eyes snapped open at the sound of my alarm. I don't actually own an alarm clock though, I use my phone. I know I can never throw my phone against the wall like I did to my previous alarm clocks. It's too precious.

Due to the fact that I literally put an alarm on for every ten minutes because I never wake up, I unlocked my phone and cancelled all of my other alarms.

I pulled the covers off of me and almost died right there. Quickly putting my covers back over me, I took a deep breath. One word. Freezing.

I slowly pulled the covers off of me and practically sprinted to the bathroom. I shrugged my robe on and washed my face with warm water. After brushing my teeth and rinsing, I took the robe off and strolled into my walk-in closet.

I picked out a white, long sleeved top and a pair of grey skinny jeans before searching around for footwear. I almost screamed when I caught sight of my glow in the dark air forces. They were high top, all white and the sole was glow in the dark. I didn't remember packing this back in England.

Well, I was too angry to comprehend what I was packing as I just shoved everything I could find in my luggage. I shook my head and pulled them on, smiling.

Grabbing my black leather jacket, I threw that on before padding my way back into the room. I put two coats of mascara on and some lip gloss. I ran a brush though my hair and pinned the front bits of hair to the side with a bobby pin.

I strolled down the stairs too see everything absolutely spotless. Practically shining. My eyes widened a fraction. They really did do a good job.

I smiled, my brother's not so useless after all. My smile instantly dropped. Zach.

Running back up the stairs, I grabbed my phone off of my bed. I found Zach's England number and called. He must be there by now.

"Hello?" Zach answered. A smile slipped onto my face. "You there yet?" I asked, walking back down the stairs.

"Yeah." He chuckled. "I'm literally in Heathrow airport now."

I laughed. "Gonna go to school now."

"Alright then, I'm fucking knackered. I'll give you a call when everything is sorted yeah?" He asked.

I nodded, though he couldn't see me. "Bye."

"Bye, you little shit." I smiled, grabbing my backpack and throwing it over my shoulder.

I hung up and grabbed my car keys. Opening the door, I strolled towards my BMW and unlocked the car. I got in and slammed the door shut behind me. I threw my backpack in the backseat and drove to school.

After pulling up into the parking lot, I grabbed my backpack and jumped out of the car. I slammed my door close and locked the car.

Most people could barely walk and looked extremely tired. To put it honestly, they all looked like zombies.

I'm not surprised, everyone was drunk out of there pants yesterday and the amount of dancing people had done. Just wow.

"Great party yesterday!" Someone yelled. Followed by a few more people. I rolled my eyes. I hadn't even done shit besides danced a little and drunk a bottle of Smirnoff apple which hadn't effected me at all. Maybe a little bit.

I walked into school and padded my way towards my locker. I was just about to do my pin when a large hand grabbed my mine and pulled me too there chest. I let out a gasp of surprise.

"Lexa! Listen, I'm so sorry about yesterday. Please believe me. I didn't even realise I was that drunk. I just wake up with a girl beside me and-" I cut him off with a shrug.