I wake up to the buzzing of an annoying alarm clock. Slowly getting out of bed, I check my phone and see I have missed 3 calls from Louis. "Uhhhh Louis!"
My sister walks in my room to barrow a brush. "What are you moaning about?"
"Louis. He called me like 3 times!"
"Wow! Well I'm just borrowing your brush. I'll bring it back."
"Whatever"
While walking over to my closet, I trip over a pair of shoes. "Hmmm. What should I wear today?"
I pick out one of my favorite outfits. My "Music Is My Life" tank, some black skinny jeans, and pull on my green converse shoes. Throwing my other clothes that I wore to bed, in the laundry basket. I walk into my sister's room and ask politely for my brush back. Take it into my room and brush my hair. Then, I grab my backpack and head downstairs for breakfast.
It's a pancake day! I grab 3 of the best ones, drown them in syrup, pour a big glass of milk, and scarf down my food. I check the time, and I'm running late. I run out the door and hop into my car. Slowly starting out of my driveway, I find myself cranking the music up on full blast. Listening to Owl City, I head off for school.
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"Kyle? Can i borrow a pencil?"
"Sure."
He hands me the pencil. The freshly sharpened, number two pencil. I slip it into my pocket, like an idiot, and take out one of my pencils. There I was, doodling the back of Kyle's head. A long pause fills the room with silence. "YEAH PARTYYYYYYYY!" A call across the room states that the teacher left.
"SIT DOWN KIDS. Now, this is Eric Hynes. He's new so treat him kindly and try to help him."
Ok A-He. Is. GORGEOUS. And B- What am I getting myself into?!
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Trading Pencils (Kaitlyn's POV)
RomantizmKaitlyn isnt your average teenager. She is like by none of her friends anymore, they all think she has changed. Which is true. The only people she has is Jesse, her best friend, Louis, the guy who has the bigges chrush on her, and Kyle which she has...
