…he bit his lip while looking from my lips to my eye. He pulled me in close, leaned in gently, and-WARNIG WARNING! YOUR BEST FRIEND IS CALLING WARNING!
“Betsy Rose Montez how many times are you going to call me in the morning and interrupt the best part of my dream?”
“As many times as it takes to get you to start setting your alarm for the morning. You’re always late for school, Ky.”
“How many time do I have to tell you that I don’t f***ing care about school?”
“Kyland Avery Martin how many times do I have to tell you not to curse in my presence?”
“How many times do I have to tell you that we’re juniors in high school?”
“Whatever, Ky. Just go get ready for school and meet me outside your house at 7:30.”
I glanced over at the clock literally flying out of my bed when it said 7:20. I jumped into a pair of black leggings, slipped on my red varsity sweatshirt, threw my hair into a bun, and laced up my signature red high top converse. I was climbing into Betsy’s sunshine yellow jeep just in time. After receiving a lecture that I didn’t listen to I jumped out of the car, told Betsy I would see her in 3rd bell English, and hurried to my locker.
On the way to AP science I spotted him-Chase Baldwin. The same Chase Baldwin who was the dreamiest and sexiest boy at Aldin Heights High School. Every girl stopped to stare at him as he smoothly made his way through the hall. He had more charm in his pinky toe than most boys had in their entire bodies.
the beginning of the book thing you told me to write, enjoy you little ginger.
