With the sound of my morning alarm blaring through my phone, I groan spinning over to mute it. Dragging myself out of bed I make it to the bathroom and clean myself up a bit. School starts today and I'm getting anxious by the minute. Quickly making myself presentable satisfied with what I pulled off, I toss my shoes on and grab my phone and keys before heading downstairs.
With my parents not here and it being my first day only makes it worse. They always know how to keep me calm in bad situations and not having them here to comfort me only makes me more anxious. I open the refrigerator looking for something to eat but my nerves force me to close it. I wont be able to eat anything at this time in the morning if my heart is beating too fast for me to count.
Grabbing a water bottle I walk out of my house before closing it behind me with a sigh. I'm already dreading this. At the sight of my car I instantly grow happier at my beautiful stang. Unlocking the car and pulling out of the driveway I hear a loud car horn which causes me to slam my foot on the break. Pissed off I turn around to see the same car that has been passing my house every single day since I've moved.
As I roll my window down the car speeds off, making me question what the problem was in the first place. Rolling my eyes I choose to not let this bother my good morning. I was already shaking, I didn't need anything making it worse.
Pulling into the school parking lot I pull into my assigned spot and to my surprise the car from my street pulls in right next to me. Determined to find out who the driver is I quickly grab my stuff, lock my car, and storm over to the drivers side.
Rolling down the window slowly to only reveal the annoyingly upkept blonde hair, it makes me only grow in rage. "umm hello?" I spit out knocking on the window so that they would at least show me their face.
"May I help you?" says a raspy male voice from the inside of the car.
"Actually yes you can. Who the hell do you think you are to blow your horn at me when I didn't do anything wrong. And can you at least show me your face?" I stammer out balling my hand in a fist and slapping at my side.
He grunts and rolls the window up causing me to roll my eyes. Annoyed I turn around planning on walking away when I hear the engine turn off and the car door begin to open. Spinning around on my heels to face him, I quickly lose my balance to only get caught from falling by the mysterious guy in the car.
"Watch where you're going next time. Especially when pulling out of your driveway" he scolded still gripping onto my hand. I retract it from his grip and dust myself off even though I didn't fall. Looking up to face him my feet lock in position, prohibiting me from moving. He's tall and towering over my small frame, trying to intimidate me. "You could seriously hurt someone" he sighed, running his hand through his hair.
"Fine whatever, I don't have time for this" I retort before walking away from him. I make my way across the parking lot to the front office to grab my locker combination and schedule. Following the school map, I make it to my locker and unlock it with the 3 digit code. Putting my books in it, I rest my head on the door contemplating what happened a mere 5 minutes ago.
He was good looking for sure. Tall and muscular with a lean in his stance. Upkept blonde hair and a silver ring hanging from his bottom lip. He was the splitting definition of an asshole. His sun glasses rested on his face in the most perfect way, it made me cringe. I can't let any boys distract me from my studies, especially this early in the year.
I slam my locker shut to only be met face to face by the blonde asshole from the car this morning. "Something you need?" I demanded, holding my ground to show that he doesn't have an affect on me.
"Yeah, you're blocking my locker" he scowls flipping his backpack over his shoulder.
"oh sorry" I apologized scooting away. He looks at me rolling his eyes before entering the code for his locker. Stunned by how rude he was I head to my first period of the day; AP Chemistry. I take pride in my academics, I try to be the best that I can be by taking hard classes and maintaining my GPA. I don't let my grades define who I am though. Besides the great GPA and hard worker, I'm a massive party animal.
I have a tradition to when every year I transfer to a new school, I always break it in by throwing a huge party at my house after the first week goes by. Which means I have until this Friday to plan the biggest banger of the year.
Walking into my class I find a seat, and tussle through my bag for my phone. Frustrated that I cant find it I'm interrupted by a hand on my desk. I look up to become face to face with the blonde asshole yet again. He winks my way, and sits down in the empty seat next to me. "looking for something?" he smirks waving my phone in his hand.
I snatch it from his grasp inspecting my phone to make sure he didn't bring it any harm. "How did you get this" I snapped, Piercing my eyes at him.
"I snatched it from your back pocket as you walked away from me this morning. Its rude to leave without saying goodbye you know" he chuckled, slowly taking off his sunglasses to reveal his bright blue eyes. "I put my phone number in it, in case you wanted to yell at me again."
I stare back at him annoyed, my blue eyes meeting his. "I didn't know they let people like yourself into these classes" I scoff, ignoring his comment about my phone, spinning around to face the front of the classroom. I hear him groan and do the same before pulling out a notebook and a pen.
As the class progresses, I occasionally turn to look at him out of the corner of my eye. His brows are furrowed as he jots down a massive amount of notes. His hands don't leave his hair as he tugs at the roots in frustration. Its almost pleasing to see a tough guy actually pay attention and learn in class, I could say it's even borderline sexy. Facing back up ahead I shake my head to clear it.
I have other things to worry about.
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Hey, I almost had a panic attack when writing this because I accidentally deleted it all but I was able to go back to the last saving point which was nice. Anyways feedback as always would be nice, I'm having a blast writing this.
oh this was long, yw
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Intoxicate Me; Luke Hemmings AU
FanfictionMy handwriting flows gently across the page before my train of thought gets interpreted by a car speeding by, slowing down by my house. They begin to lower their window and I get a glimpse of blonde hair before the window is rolled back up and they...