Queen Clumsy

Chapter 2 ~ Adrienne, you are Screwed

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Queen Clumsy: Chapter 2 ~ Adrienne, you are Screwed

I woke up with a sense of dread.

Oh yeah...

It's Monday. The worst day of the week.

I changed out of my cupcake jammies and was about to pull on a shirt when I heard a voice.

"Hey Bitsy, nice pajamas." I turned around at the speed of light, my face flushed.

There he was, Alec Raux (better known as Rocky), sitting on my windowsill smirking at me.

"What the hall are you doing in my room?!" I shrieked, just realizing that he just saw me in a white tank top and cupcake sweatpants. He continued to smirk in response.

"Well, I thought I could've paid you a visit, Bitsy." Alec said again, still sitting on my windowsill like he owned the place. Did I mention the fact that he's still smirking? If I haven't, yeah, he's still smirking.

Oh how much I would pay just to wipe that disgusting smirk off of his god like face.

He was shirtless, showing his perfectly tone chest and muscles.

I'm not gonna lie, he's hot.

Like super hot.

Like shit dropping hot.

Like dropping my nonexistent balls hot.

Although I would never develop feelings for someone like Rocky. He wasn't my type.

"Leave." I demanded, glaring at him.

"Only if you let me pick you up in an hour for school." He reasoned, still smirking.

"Fine. Oh and Rocky?" I shrugged. He wasn't going to change his mind.

"Yeah Bitsy?"

"Get the hall out of my room!" I was going to push him, but then I remembered the deadly drop that Rocky had to endure and remembered that it wasn't worth it.

For once, he listened to me and climbed back into his room.

Time to get changed.

I threw on a white crop top and some light skinny jeans.

I'm good to go.

Now for my daily dose of breakfast...

Sarcasm!

Nah. Just the marshmallow bits of Lucky Charms.

I walked down the stairs and into the dining room to see Aiden sorting out the cereal part of Lucky Charms into one bowl and the marshmallow part in another.

When he finished, he grabbed the milk carton and poured the white substance (damn you dirty mind) into the bowl containing the actual cereal.