New Beginnings pt. 1

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MIKA

The alarm is blaring, jolting me from my restless sleep. I kept tossing and turning because I kept dreaming about Luke and accidently punching him but with a complete different ending.

It would start with me just trying to get Aiden and Seth apart. I was bent over with a hand on the back of Aiden's shirt when I felt Luke's hand on my shoulder.

Once my fist comes into contact with his jaw, he takes a few steps back and stares at me, in pure amusement.

I place a hand on his jaw while one of his arms snake around my waist, pulling me close to him. My hand once on his jaw trails down to where his shoulder meets with the base of his neck and I hear a faint growl in his throat.

Luke's other hand would clasp the back of my neck, keeping my head in place, as he leaned in with his perfect pink lips slightly parted.

Then, I would wake up. That process continued throughout the night and I would feel confused and slightly upset because I never really got to kiss him.

I hit my alarm clock to shut it up and climb out of bed. I grab my towel that is hanged on the back of my bathroom door and head inside to take a well needed shower.

 I humm the lyrics to La, La, La (A/N: By Naughty Boy featuring Sam Smith. Amazing, in one word.) and wait for the water to turn lukewarm, no pun intended.  

After my shower, I dry myself, brush my hair out, and start putting concealer and foundation on. I add a little blush and eyeliner to finish my simple look and head back into my room to find an outfit.

I open my wooden vanity and pull out a pair of dark ripped jeans, a purple V-neck shirt, and a grey cardigan. After putting on my essentials and my outfit, I walk over to my closet and take out my black vans. I go back to my vanity and put on my thick gold ring that has tiny rhinestones on the top and bottom, encircling it, and a drooping two layer gold necklace.

I take one final look in my vanity mirror before I give myself a small nod and grab my bag off the floor near my bedroom door. I walk down the stairs and find my mother and stepdad in the kitchen.

I grab an apple from the centerpiece on the table, "Morning!"

My mother jumps a little, startled by my overly cheery mood, while as my stepdad peeks up from his newspaper.

"Mornin' hun," they both say, startling me.

"Everything okay, guys?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.

My mother stops flipping pancakes to look at me with a smile, that doesn't reach her dough brown eyes, "Nothing hun. Just make sure you take Gavin and Stella to school with you today."

I let out a sigh of defeat, I couldn't fight it, "GAVIN! STELLA! HURRY UP!"

Gavin and Stella are my step-siblings. Gavin is 15 years old while Stella is 14 years old. They are great siblings-- don't argue too much with them, respect my space, and don't touch my stuff without permission, but I don't like driving them to school in MY CAR. They are too messy for my baby.

Gavin and Stella are arguing about something as they come down the stairs. They notice that I'm the one who called them and don't touch the pancakes with its syrupy, sticky friend-- they pick up a peach and an apple.

I grab my keys out of my bag as Gavin and Stella follow behind and waving a goodbye to our parents. We get in the car and the ride is semi silent-- Gavin and Stella were arguing about something stupid but stopped once we reached the school grounds.

"Hey," Gavin calls to me as he gets out of the car, "Do we wait for you after school or is Gabriella coming to pick us up?"

I lock the door and meet Gavin and Stella at the front of my car, "It's been almost a year and you still can't call my mom 'mom'? Yeah, mom's coming today."

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