Mistaken Love [Patrick Stump & Dallon Weekes]

~Alice's POV

I breathed heavy as I rushed down the halls of my high school. Pushing the front doors open I saw my brother at the end of the hill i started dashing towards him tripping on a tree roo- RIIIIING! ... RIIIIIIING! ... my eyes fluttered open. RIIIING! Ugh my alarm RIIII- I yanked the cord from the socket and stretched my arms causing my back to pop. What a bazar dream. I looked around my loft. Something was out of place. I pushed my cream colored comforter off me and climbed out of my queen size bed. I sighed at the sight of the trash over flowing. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my phone. Three new Instagram followers, five tumblr reblogs, seven Twitter favorites, and a text from my BFF Rani she reminded me about our meet at the bistro down the street from my loft. I went to my bathroom and freshened up. Rummaging through my closet I found a good outfit. It's cute but not too much. And comfy. And not to bright. It was a chestnut brown tube top and black leggings. I put on my combat boots and called Rani. It rang twice before she picked up.

"Hey Charlie"

"Hi Poon"

We call each other by our last names. Corny.

"I'll meet you at the bistro in five."
I added

"Sounds great, chick."

"Muah. See you then."

"Muah."

*click*

I grabbed my keys and headed out.