Mr. Perfect

2

I chimed in with a

haven't you people ever

heard of closing the

goddamn door? Nooo!

I woke up to the voice of Brendon. I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand, sitting up. I removed the charger from my phone and stopped my alarm. Sorry Brendon. I looked at the time; 10:30 am. My eyes widened and I began to panick.

I placed my phone on my nightstand, got off my bed--- thinking if I should fix it or not. Later. I jogged towards my closet, pulling out a floral tanktop and a varsity jacket. I threw it on my bed. I searched for my acid washed high waisted shorts and grabbed my ankle socks, throwing it on my bed. I took the first set of undergarments I saw in my drawer, heading towards the bathroom door with it in my hands.

I stepes out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my head. I slipped on my shorts and took the towel off, throwing it somewhere. I put on my other clothes and hanged the towel on my bathroom rack. I put my hair in a messy bun, grabbing my backpack and iphone as I walked out of my room, jogging down the stairs. I opened the fridge; pancakes or nah? I sighed and grabbed myself vanilla greek yogurt. I took the top, plastic thingy off. Into the garbage you go... I squished the cup, sipping the yogurt. I slipped on my blue, slight ripped vans and out the door I went. Only 9 blocks away, you lazy bum... I finished my yogurt already. I walked up to my garbage can and threw it in. I jogged. Jogging... 8 blocks. 4. 1 block. I'm at school, panting.

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It's 5th period.  I was walking up the stairs, looking at the ground; making sure I didn't fall.

THUD

I bumped into someone, almost falling down the stairs. The person grabbed my left hand, preventing me from falling backwards. The grip was hard, so I figured it was a guy. I winced in pain as he pulled me towards him. Specifically, his chest. "Sorry," the dude said in a husky voice. He smelled good. Not too much cologne, ya'know? "It's okay," I muttered.

I pulled away from him, noticing it was a somewhat friend of mine; Augustus. "Waters," I teased. I liked to joke around and call him Augustus Waters. Augustus smiled. "Hazel," he winked. "I don't have 'Hazel' in my name," I reminded. "I know," he said. I walked up the stairs, only having Augustus follow me. He wrapped his arms around my waist as we reached the top of the stairs. "What do you want, Augustus?" I asked, trying to get his arm off around me.

"I was looking for you," he finally confessed. I managed to get his arm off me. Yay. I turned my head, looking at him. "Well, you found me," I stated. He nodded and stopped walking. I turned around, walking up to him. "Lucy," he asked nervously, scratching the back of his neck. "Augustuuus," I mimicked. Augustus held both of my hands. "Will you go out with me?" he asked. "Err," I muttered, not knowing what to say.

Kian stepped beside me with his hands in his sweater pockets. "Whatcha' gonna say?" Kian wondered. I pulled my hands away from Augustus, looking at Kian who was glaring at Augustus. Augustus ignored him and focused on me. "One date," Augustus said. I looked at Kian who was already looking at me. I looked at Augustus. I backed away, not wanting to answer.

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Lunch time! HORRAY!!! I walked out of my class and noticed Kian leaning against a locker, in front of the classroom door. I continued walking; thinking he was waiting for Phil.  "Lucy!" he exclaimed, making me turn around. He smiled and jogged towards me.

I was in line with Shannon and Kian. I got the usual two plates of delicious-ness. Shannon and I made small conversations as we walked towards our table. Shannon sat beside Dan and Jack while I sat beside Kian. Red was still in line with Phil.