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Haileys pov||

Monday 7:00 am.

Ugh. I wake up as I hear my phone alarm go off. I get up and get dressed in this and then just do the usual morning routine.

I check my instagram just to see the usual fan made edits that I love

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I check my instagram just to see the usual fan made edits that I love. I like a few of them and go downstairs for breakfast.

I see my seven year old brother eating cereal and my mom watching the news.

"Hey mom." I say as I sit down on the kitchen table with my little brother.

"Oh hey sweetie." My mom says back.

I say hi to my little brother and leave out of the door realizing that the bus is outside.

I line up behind the several other high schoolers waiting to get on the bus. I decide to follow a few fans on Instagram and like a couple more edits. I feel someone cover my eyes with their hands.

"Guess who?" I hear a voice calling from behind me.

"Oh. Hey Alex." I say removing his hands from my face and turning around.

If you're wondering who Alex is, this is him.

If you're wondering who Alex is, this is him

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You're average good looking high schooler. Well yeah he's my best friend. And my only one since I learned the hard way that having girl bestfriends comes with a lot of drama.

He's pretty popular too. No, he's not a player. He's actually a pretty chill kid. Anyways enough of him.

I get on the bus and Alex sits next to me.

"So wassup hailey?" Alex asks.

"Um nothing just on the bus with the most annoying person ever." I say playfully hitting him on his shoulder.

"More like the most hottest." He says smirking.

"Yeah sure, keep telling yourself that." I say rolling my eyes.

|| High school ||

We both get off the bus and go to our lockers. I notice that Alex is staring at me while I put my stuff away.

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