Shining Armor?

How to describe Stacy.

Describing Stacy is a hard thing to do. Now,how to describe Stacy. Her looks are too sexy four words. I love how she isn't afraid of being herself. Her obsessing over fandoms just makes me wanna kiss her and give her a hug. I love how she forces me to see all the new Marvel movies and musical movies. Of course, with me paying. RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING. 

Not cool alarm. I groaned. Stupid blond eyed killer haunting my dreams. I've been having that dream for what seems for ages,but only weeks. Whether it was a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare I did not know. My heart stays with him even though my mind says otherwise. My mind says he'll never love you,he doesn't even know you exist. My mind helps me get through life without thinking of him by saying he's a jerk like everyone else in the school. I sat up in my bed and yawned. I didn't really feel like school. I felt like sleep. Rising from my bed with a red blanket over me I walked to my vanity. My hair was a mess;it was all over the place! I laughed small laugh and started brushing my hair feeling the knots being pulled out. My dirty blonde curly hair was not frizzed out. Now,the question was "where is my spray bottle?" While I was looking for it I started thinking of my dream. Right before I woke up his smile was creeping on his face. Oh,his smile. It makes me look innocent. Too perfect for words. There it is! I found it! I started spraying my hair and then,put in leave in conditioner so it doesn't frizz again. My hair looked decent enough,so I moved on to my clothes. I decided my vine green top  with a lose top part so it swung down. Dark jeans would work too. I put on black flats with golden stones on the tops. Decent enough. It was Monday so I'll arrive to school early. Again. I left my room to see my mom rushing into the kitchen grabbing her coffee and about to yell my name. "I'm here mom." She smiled and motioned for me to walk down to the car. I walked down our two fleight stairs and went to the garage. The garage opened and I got into the car. My mother got in and she started driving. That's when I started to recall the first day of school: Running into him.

FIRST CHAPTER! Woot woot! I started this story out of the blue because the idea came to me. I hope some will read this and if you're reading this thank you. Also,please comment what you think and any spelling errors. Thanks. XD