I was awakened by my alarm. Today again is now Monday.
I take a shower, and do my hygiene, and I put on a bright pink flowy skirt that stops my mid thigh, and I put on a black crop top along with black heals.
I curl my hair with the curling iron, and do my makeup adding lip gloss. I put on my promise ring for Nick and I, along with a black velvet choker. I go to my closet and pick a black Michael Kors bag, and put my binders and homework into it. I get silver lensed mirror glasses, and put them on. I walk downstairs.
My mother smiled at me. "Good morning."
I ignored her, and put on my glasses walking out of the house, and into my dads 2017 Alpine White BMW M2.
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*Nick smiled at me, and I smiled back. I put on more lipgloss, longing for this class to end.
The teacher looked at me. "Madison. The answer?"
I look down at the math book. "Uhh what question?"
I hear some laughing.
"4." The teacher informed.
Ion know how to do this.
32. Yea it's 32.
"32." I say looking up.
A who sits next to me chuckled, and shook his head.
The teacher shook her head. "No, the answer is -6." She looked back at the board. "Next question."
I rolled my eyes. Who give a fuck about school? It won't do anything with life.
Class later ended, and we left going to our lockers. I opened mine, and felt arms wrapped around my waist.
I smile. "Hi bae."
Nick kissed my shoulder, and rested his head on it. "Hi bae."
"What are you doing later?"
I felt him tense up. "Uhh things."
"Like what?"
"P-practice."
"Today is Monday."
"It so happens we have practice today. And right after, I'm spending the night at my aunts." He said quickly.
He removed his hands from my waisted, and lifted his head from off my shoulder.
I looked back at him. "What's wrong? You're acting....weird." I say unsurely.
He smiled, and kissed me for about 5 seconds, and pulled away. He pecked my lips once more. "Nothing bae. I'll see you later." He said walking away, leaving me dumbfounded.
That kiss felt.....different.
What the fuck?
I get my binders and folders for my next classes, and walk towards Social Studies.
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Preppy Princess .(Shmateo)
Fanfiction"Who are you?" I spat. "I don't know you nor want to be near you." "And ion' care." He shrugged, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "I guess we both have opinions." Preppy Princess _______________