First Things First

☁︎︎Threat☁︎︎

Allaya~
*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

The sound of my alarm woke me up startled.

"Bitch ass alarm" I mutter as I stop the alarm.

Yes, I talk to inanimate things. I'm pretty weird, can't deny it.

I went to my bathroom and washed my face, brushed my teeth, curled my hair, and put my lashes on.

I looked in the mirror at my eyes realizing that I had eye bags due to staying up. I simply put concealer on.

I then walked over to my closet and chose out my clothes. I have to look real good for this first week of school at least.

I picked out a brown cropped top, some black ripped jeans, my black and gold Gucci belt, and some slip on cheetah print shoes.

I was taking a mirror pic of my outfit when Braden called me from downstairs, "LAYA HURRY UP!"

I groaned as I grabbed my book bag and keys then jogged down the stairs.

How is this brat rushing me when I'm the one driving?

"Don't rush me, I will make you walk" I say to Braden.

"And I will key your car" he says to me with a 'try me' kinda smile on his face.

"And I will kill you." I deadpan.

He rolled his eyes and drunk his Gatorade.

Dad still wasn't home, which worried me a little because he hadn't called yet.

Grabbing a water bottle and banana, I walked out of the house as Braden walked behind me getting in on the passenger side.

I get in, turn the radio on, and pull off towards school.
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Allaya~

Walking in the school, it was filled with commotion. People reuniting with friends, couples hugging and kissing, boys planning on which girls they were going after this year, you name it.

Luckily, Braden and I were already enrolled in school online so we didn't have to stand in the long line for registration.

We looked at our schedule making our way down the hall together.

We reached the 9th grade hall and Braden carried on to his class after playfully punching me in my arm.

Sighing I continue to the 12th grade hall. I read my schedule for my home room, "Mr. Buford R104."

As I was reading that, I tripped over nothing...literal air. My body jerked forward causing me to bump into somebody.

I look up, meeting dark brown eyes. They were filled with anger.

Not going to lie I was a little shook.

I quickly took a few steps back.

He's so hot-

My thoughts were cut off by his deep voice.

"Watch the fuck out," he said with anger written all over his face. He towered over me, he had to be atleast 6'5...I'm 5'3. That made him more intimidating..and sexy.