The Exceptions

Phase One - March 21st, 2149

                                                                                         Alessia

Waking up. The worst and hardest part of the day, at least for Alessia. Her days started at six am and didn't end until two am, eight of those twenty hours of being up, was spent in dance class, or school classes. Groaning, she slapped her alarm clock to turn it off and hopped out of bed. She walked over to her best friend, Daisy's bed on the other side of their big yet cozy dorm room.

As calmly as possible, she shook her body, attempting to wake her up. Daisy groaned but reluctantly got up, grabbing her clothes in silence and heading to the bathroom. Alessia following behind her, shaking her burgundy haired- head with a smile. Yeah, Daisy was most definitely not a morning person.

"We're having breakfast with everyone right?" She asked Alessia, applying her last bit of mascara on her thick lashes. Daisy and Alessia called themselves, the "Bright squad," the members being only them. The rest of her group had brown eyes, like the rest of the school and pretty much the whole world.

"Yeah, we should go now, it's six forty-five and I want to relax for at least ten minutes before dance," Alessia complained, making Daisy chuckle. "Come on, Dice," she smiled, using her nickname that she had always called Daisy. Alessia grabbed her arm and literally dragged her to the cafeteria.

Already sitting, was their group, consisting of five people, including them. There was Nick Samson, who was everyone's gay best friend and made sure it was known. He was very tall and fit, had blonde hair and perfect pale skin. James Ross was tall and had black hair, making him seem paler. Cole Griffin was short, wore glasses and had brown hair. He was unbelievably smart.

Nick sighed. "Ugh, why is everything so early, its always not bright out no matter what time it is, so why get up so early!" The first bell for pointe class rang.

"Just because the suns going to explode, doesn't mean you have to follow it," Alessia sassed him, making him scowl.

"You make no sense in the morning," Nick sassed back.

"You make no sense in the morning," She mocked, making everyone laugh as they entered the studio doors. Miss Roan, their teacher entered the room, looking bubblier than ever, which was surprising considering she was always annoyed with everyone and was the definition of a hard-ass.

"Good morning, class," She shouted, causing everyone in the class to stop what they were doing to look at her. "Now, I have been mentioning the new students that were coming from LA's finest in California. Well, they just arrived last night and one of them has decided to join our class this morning, so, I'd like to introduce, Charlie Palmer." She said, starting the clap, making everyone join soon after. Alessia's claps got slower as he entered. She had to physically stop her mouth from dropping.

He strolled in looking as carefree as ever. Charlie was very tall, fit, and had curly dark brown hair. His light, bronze-colored skin, made his bright blue, almond-shaped eyes pop. Alessia's gaze fell down to his lips, which were pink and perfectly full. The corner was perked up, creating a smirk. He wore a tank top, revealing his large muscles and his tattoos, going all the way down his arm giving him the perfect bad boy vibe. Most girls were staring at and going crazy about that, but Alessia's attention was on his amazing eyes.

Nick gasped, hitting Alessia's arm. "Holy shit,"

"Nick!" She hissed. He laughed and continued tying his pointe shoes up. Alessia tore her gaze away from him, shaking her head and tying her shoes.

"He is so goddamn hot, I'm going to-"

"Would you stop it?" Alessia laughed before looking at Charlie. His eyes were already on her, but he didn't stop staring once their eyes met. In fact, he stared back harder with a smirk. She wanted to look away, but his eyes were dangerous. If you weren't careful you could easily get lost in them.