Addicted (A Kian Lawley fanfic)

ONE

I wake up in the morning, listening to my alarm play 'Stick Around' by Watercolor.

I get out of my bed and change into a band tee, black leggings, jean shorts, combat boots, and a knit sweater. I throw my hair into a sloppy bun and apply my makeup. Taking my hair from the bun, I put it into a loose side braid.

Grabbing my phone and schoolbag, I run out the house.

I go to a pretty sucky school. I have friends, but they go to Northchester. I go to Boydson. Everyone at my school thinks I'm a freak, but I don't care.

I walk through the Starbucks door to meet with my best friend, Logan.

But instead of seeing her, I see this tall guy sitting in a booth and staring at his laptop, while drinking his Starbucks. He is really cute.

When I don't see her, I decide to just order.

"One mint white chocolate crumble frappuccino" I say to the man.

"Name?" He asks.

"Rose."

I go and stand off to the side and wait.

I go through my iPhone, then feel eyes on me. I look up and see the guy looking at me.

I smile and look back down.

"Rose!" The worker calls.

While receiving my drink, someone tickles my sides. Without looking, I slap them.

"Ow bitch!" Logan shouts. I blow her a kiss and sit in a booth in front of the boy.

"How's hell?" She asks, referring to my school.

"Helly." We laugh.

At eight, we both head off. But before I walk out, the guy gives me one last smile.

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After school, I head down to the general store down the street. Outside waiting is The Crew. I give them a nod and we all head inside.

I look around the small store for something worthy to steal. Ever since I was sixteen, I've been trained to steal. I am 18 now, along with The Crew.

The Crew is made up of six people: Logan, Brent, Joey, Marilyn, Carter, and me. We wear masks so the cops can't track us down. Carter cuts the security cameras, if any, Marilyn distracts the workers, Joey makes sure that they're is no security guard. If there is, he misleads them.

"Anything?" I ask Logan while looking down the isles. She shakes her head.

I look to Brent to see him eyeing 6 boys, one which has a very expensive camera. T

I get Brent's attention and he nods towards it. When I turn to Logan, she's stuffing aviators and a necklace into her pocket.

I walk to an angle where I can grab the camera then run out the shop.

After slipping on my mask like they use during New Orleans Mardi Gras, I run behind them, grab the camera, and out the shop.

"Hey!" The boy shouts.

I meet the others in front and we skate down the sidewalk, keeping our masks on.

I turn around and see the boy chasing me. Damn he's fast.

We all split up, me and Logan going together.

We turn down an alley, and it's a dead end.

I curse under my breath. Before we can leave, he's at the entrance. Logan throws her board over the wall, and follows it. Before I jump the wall, I give one look to him. He stops and stares at me.