Reader POV
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
"Ahhh" You yawned as you maneuvered to turn off my alarm. "I dont wanna get out of bed." You were thinking until your thoughts were interrupted.
"SWEETIE! Come down for breakfast!" My mom was calling.
"Ok! I'll be right there!" You shouted back. You started getting ready, doing a light layer of makeup, showering, you know the routine. When you were done, you headed downstairs, had some breakfast, and made a break for it. To shower and do all that took longer than you anticipated. You're now late. Great. Just great.
Timeskip to after school
Beep! Beep! Bop!
You heard your phone ringing. It was mom. "Yes mom?"
"Hey I'm so sorry but could you buy some things for dinner on your way back? I'll send some money to your card. Please."
"Ok, I'll do it right now." You replied flatly. I hate shopping. Even if it's just grocery shopping. But you cant just say no.
What did she need again? You go back to check the list. Hmm. Tomatoes, rice, basil, onions, garlic, and a bag of chips. Ok not a bad list. They're all close to each other so you should be able to get them and get out. While you were staring at your list you bump into someone.
"Ouch! Watch it please.." You say but when you look up, you're bedazzled. In front of you is a beautiful man. He head a bald head, tattoos, and was frickin buff! He looked beautiful. But you couldnt tell him that. You would be too embarrassed.
"Oh! I'm so sorry. Here. Let me help you." He said with a smile of his face.
"Thank you." You say as you get a hold of his hand. He hoists you up and you brush the dirt off of yourself.
"Hey. What's your name?" He says with a gentle tone.
"Y/n. What's yours?" You say trying not to get too red in front of him.
"Dwayne. Dwayne johnson. But my friends call me the rock haha." He chuckles a bit.
Your mind went to a very dirty place when he said he was The Rock to his friends. You wondered what his friends were to him but quickly shaked your head. You're in college. You dont have time for stupid relationships. But your body said different.
"Can I get your number?" You say but quickly shut your mouth. 'WHAT WAS I THINKING. HES GONNA THINK IM WIERD. WHO ASKS FOR A RANDOM STRANG-' Your thoughts were interrupted by a response.
"Sure. Its ***-***-****." He said while motioning his hand.
"Why are you doing that with your hand?" You asked him.
"Sorry, I'm an expressive talker haha." He said nervously but firmly.
"Its ok! I didnt mean it like that!" You said while squirming to get away. "I've gotta go now." You said, hurrying away.
"Haha. Text me!" He replies with a wholehearted tone.
"K!" You give him a short and simple reply. As you get to checkout you notice a similar figure. 'Is that him?!' You think. 'Come on hurry up.' You wish the line would go faster. It's not that you dislike him. You just feel embarrassed.
