Mr. Philosopher

Prologue

Prologue

Summer P.O.V.

I woke up to the sound of a knock at my door.

"Summer wake up" my mother said.

"Go away! I'm not ready to meet society yet!" I screamed in my pillows.

I sighed in relief after a few minutes of silence. Thinking she walked away.

"Summer we have pancakes ready" my mother said in a 'got you now tone'

I groaned "Your lucky I'm a sucker for pancakes" I said walking past her, down the stairs and to the table. Where I started pigging out.

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Not long after breakfast I went upstairs to get ready in my room. I opened my closet and pulled out a MCR band sweater and some denim skinny jeans. Along with a black beanie. I pulled my glasses on, even though I don't need them. They hide my hideousness from society. I brushed my hair and teeth afterwards and headed out the door for school.

"Cya mom!" I yelled going out the door.

"Wait Summer!" My mother yelled from the kitchen.

"Yea?" I said in a 'got to hurry tone'

"Were going to be having dinner with the Philosophers tonight" My mom said

"You mean YOU'RE having dinner with them. Not me" I laughed it off

"Summer" My mom stressed

"No" I said standing my ground

"Yes"

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

My mother scowled at me and I broke under the pressure.

"Ugh fine!" I exaggerated

My mother smiled at me in victory. I scowled at her and left the house.

"Oh I almost forgot to say. Deborah's son, Alex, is going to carpool for you today" my mom said and shut the door.

I stopped right in my tracks. I turned around and was about to argue with my mom when all of a sudden I was cut off by a car honking. There stood next to the limo the devil himself, Alex Philosopher.

"Hey babe, we gotta leave quick or else were gonna be late for school" devil said in a thick British accent. Or his pale skin, that is oddly attractive. His deep blue eyes that you could just get lost at sea just by looking at them. Or how you can see his muscles even through his sweater.

"Checking me out babe?" he said with a sly smirk and full cockiness.

I probably looked as red as a tomato. I rolled my eyes and stood my ground. This seemed to piss him off. What? Does Mr. Philosopher ever get rejected? Well today will be his first.

He just stood there and looked dumbfounded at first, but regained his cocky aura.

"Babe get in the limo so we can get to school"

"First of all, I'm not your 'babe'. Second of all, I can walk!" I fired back and started stomping down the pavement.

Ugh society these days

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