Why Cant I Stop Loving You

I wakes up with a start. I had the most terrifying dream. My dad lost his job and we had to live in..the suburbs. Gross. See My dad is the CEO of Hasbro gaming company and he makes a shit load of money each year, hell, each month. You could say I was rich.

I sit up right in my bed and wipe the sweat away from my forehead. My Mother, Jane Hood, comes in, a worried look etched into her features. She asks me if I'm ok or if I need anything. I nod my head no, and mother mumbles an okay and walks out of the room. I step out of her bed and stretch. I walk to the bathroom and begin to run the water in the tub, as it heats I walk back to my room, which is the master bedroom, and grab my school uniform. I toss it onto the side of the sink and feel the water temperature. Perfect. I step in and turn the shower head on. I let the water flow down my body letting it melt away the pre-stress of the coming week. I wash my hair, condition, shave my legs, rinse off, and turn the water off.

Once out of the shower I throw my uniform on and do my long, light brunette, hair up in a bun, it's not my first hairstyle choice but it's either that or a pony tail because my dumbass school demands it, and I does not look good in a pony tail. Then I brush on my mascara making sure to remove any visible clumps, I have to look perfect.

I walk down the huge spiral staircase, descending into the foyer. I ask Marcy, our stay at home maid, to toast me a bagel. I walk to the couch and sit down, waiting for my breakfast to be ready, I flip on the tv. Ugh. Nothing good. I walk back to the kitchen area and lean on the counter. I start thinking about school, but immediately stop because, school.

I hear the toaster ding and start to walk toward it to get it from Marcy, who is currently taking it out, but as Marcy turns around I end up knocking into her and throwing my breakfast all over the floor. Marcy is apologizing rapidly and basically begging for my forgiveness, but honestly, I don't give a shit. I tell Marcy that it's fine and that I wasn't that hungry anyway. I help clean up the mess that I partially made, and then walk out of the kitchen. I follow the long hallway until I reach the front door, where my school pack is neatly hanging from it's designated hook on the coat rack by the door. I grab it, my phone, and my uniform jacket and head out the door.

As I walk to the bus stop I put my earbuds in my ears and turn on my music, it's mostly rock, don't judge it's cool music. I walks the five minutes to the stop and wait for the bus to come. I lean against a wall, it's always late. Finally the bus arrives and I push myself off the wall with a very dramatized huff.

I take my normal seat, the farthest back, and most hidden, seat on the whole bus. Most people thought they knew me but I was a very reserved person. No one knew the real me, except one person. My bestfriend Jamie Curt. I've known her since Pre-school and even before then. She was the only one able to bet beaneth my bitchy mean girl exterior and find out who I really was. Although who I really was wasn't that pretty. It was also still a little bitchy. I chuckled to myself.

The bus pulled up at school and I hopped off. "Thanks Merideth" I said to the bus driver. She grumbled back a barely audible "sure" and pulled out I the parking lot.

As I walked up the steps people weren't staring at me. That's odd, everyone loves me. When I reach the top I saw the source of the attention grabbing. A new kid. I scoffed. "Now this, is going to be fun" I thought to myself.

I pushed all the gaping people and walked up to the newbie. I tapped his shoulder, flipped my hair and began to speak. "Well well well, look what we have here! A new ki-" I was stopped mid sentence when the guy turned around. I just stared at him, he was beautiful. If you could even say that about a guy. He had subtle brunette hair that you could easily mistake as sandy blonde, soft green eyes, a gorgeous breathtaking smile, and a cute little button nose.

"I'm sorry, what were you saying?" He asked with a small smirk. Shit he saw me staring. "I-uh..um..I-I I'm sorry I didn't mean to..uh.." I stuttered out hopelessly. "You're cute" he giggles, yes giggles. I was blushing furiously. No one has ever had this affect on me ever why now! "I'm Brendon, you are?" He smiles again and woah, he's got dimples. "Uhh..I'm uhh...Kylie, Kylie Hood" I forgot my name. Smooth Kylie, smooth. "Well "uhh Kylie Hood" it's nice to meet you and I hope to see you around" And then, he just walks away. I was so fucked.

I hadn't seen Brendon for the rest of the day, which made me begin to worry that he was just some figment of my imagination. It was the last period of the day, I had science. Science was ok I guess, I mean I had Jamie so that was good, but I wasn't really much of an scientist.

I walked into the classroom searching for Jamie's familiar head of purple, black, and dark blue hair. Jamie was one of those people who liked to express themselves through their hair. It was basically her only way, since her parents didn't let her do shit. Especially not tattoos which was what Jamie really wanted.

I found her over at one of the Bunsen burners roasting a marshmallow. Typical Jamie. "HEY KYLES" she screamed. "Shhh Jamie use your inside voice" I said with a chuckle. "Sorry sorry, I just haven't seen you all day!!"

"Speaking of seeing things, did you see that hunk if a new kid Brandon was it?" I rolled my eyes. "It's BRENdon, and yeah I saw him this morning." I stated obviously. "Isn't he the most gorgeous thing?" She gushed. Of course he was, who wouldn't think that! "Uh, DUH!! And you'll never believe this!! He called me..CUTE!!" I almost shouted "Woah quiet down over there ladies" our teacher Mr. Candela scolded us. "Sorry" Jamie and I said in unison. We giggled. "But oh my god, he really calls you cute??" Jamie questioned. "Yeah who wouldn't" I said sarcastically while flipping my hair. "Ok we'll talk about this later, I can see Mr. Candela scowling at us right now, full deets after school" she whispered. "Kay" I responded.