Toxic (Jc Caylen Fanfic)

chapter one

(The girl above is Jessie just to let you know ^^)

Chapter One.

Beep Beep. Beep Beep.

Ah. the horrific sounds of the alarm. Just what I need to motivate me in the morning.

Oh wait.

I smash the snooze button and happily doze back off into my sleep.

Beep Beep. Beep Beep.

My eyes snap open and almost fall out when I see the time.

8:00!!

"Shit. Shit. Shit." I say to myself as I struggle to get on my outfit.

I change into my plaid top with a matching plaid bow tie, and black skinny jeans, and tease the back of my hair. I run into my kitchen, grab a granola bar and my book bag, and run out of the door. Im 30 minutes late. This is literally my third tardy of the week.

Oh hi! The name's Jessie by the way.

I guess I'm gonna have to skip first period so I don't have to get detention, and I especially don't want to this week, because the biggest douche is going to be in detention that day.

Jc Caylen.

He is the biggest player ever. He is literally with a different girl every. freaking. week. And I'm not worried about him picking me as his next feast, because he only chooses the pretty girls. One of the many benefits of not being hot.

I don't bring all the boys to the yard.

Except the ones that actually care about you for your personality, and that's the kind of person I'm waiting for, not someone like Jc.

As I'm driving my red (freakin) convertible (that I've been saving up for since I was 9. I'm 18 B.T.Dubs.) I turn on the radio and my old favorite song comes on. Toxic by Britney Spears.

"Baby can't you see

I'm calling!

A guy like you,

Should wear a warning.

Its dangerous,

I'm falling!

There's no escape.

I cant wait.

I need a hint,

baby give me it.

Your dangerous,

I'm loving it."

I sing along to every word while bobbing my head.

The taste of your poison paradise,

I'm addicted to you,

Don't you know that your toxic?

I hear a wolf whistle from the car next to me when we stop for a red light. I don't even look at him. I just roll my eyes. When the light turns green I stick my middle finger up and drive away. I ain't dealing with assholes at this hour.

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I decide to stop at Starbucks since I still have 30 minutes to kill. Don't judge me, I need my white girl fuel.

When I'm walking in I see a group of teenage boys laughing and smoking, outside. How inconsiderate! They should be farther away for the health of us smart people who don't appreciate second-hand smoking. Have fun with lung cancer idiots, I think to myself. When I get to the front of the line, I order a Vente Very Berry Hibiscus Refresher. Yum.

When I'm walking outside my clumsiness desides to make an appearance, and drop my book bag and all my books fall out of it. I curse under my breath.

When I bend over to gather my books, I feel a firm pat on my ass, and some laughs. Alright now I'm super pissed. I finish gathering my books and I slowly turn around to see a face I that makes me wish I didn't ever hit that snooze button.