Ringing. I shoot my eyes open quickly. The light blinded me for a second but helped me get up more easily. I had forgotten what it was like to have to force myself awake every morning. So many mornings I woke up at whatever time I felt like awakening. Summer had seemed blissful but it was senior year. Senior year meant hard work for me. It meant I had to concentrate on becoming the head of the school paper. I needed to get recommendations from my teachers and get excellent grades. Everything about senior year seemed heavenly in movies but I knew better than that. I knew I had to work and study hard. Nothing and nobody could stop me…

Or at least I thought nothing and nobody could stop me.

I wrapped my brown locks into a bun, ran to shower, and brushed my teeth. I never changed my routine. Ever since I was a little kid I would do the same routine in the same order. Everyone in school would know me as the perfectionist, the uptight, the daddy’s girl, and so on. I wasn’t always seen that way. There was actually a time when I was nothing near it. Nobody actually knew how I was, not even me. Well, there was one person who liked to be around me a lot. That one person had been my best friend since we were born. We were complete opposites and yet we grew up together. Sam was my best friend. She was absolutely beautiful, no one could say otherwise. Sam would make anyone smile. She had a naturally sweet flowing personality. We weren’t always opposites but she did accept me the way I was, no matter what.

Being my senior year, it was expected I get a car. My dad didn’t ever want to spoil me but he had promised me a car. I decided to leave the car for when I actually needed it. I didn’t want to be the girl who asked for a car just to have one. If it weren’t necessary, I wouldn’t ask for it. My family was partially rich and I knew it very well but my parents were very humble I wouldn’t dare disappoint them. I had disappointed them when I was younger. I was foolish and I thought dating the guy on the football team with a car was the most important thing in life. I was very wrong and later on I found it out.

I took a long look at myself in the mirror before leaving my room. I let my bun down and my hair flowed to the lower fraction of my back. Small eyes, a small nose, and rather small lips complimented my small face. My lips were rather small because they weren’t thin. My skin was a fair olive tone. My eyes were a rare dark green that shone beautifully when looked at closely. I hardly ever cared about my appearance since 11th grade but it seemed right to put an effort on the first day of senior year. I wore long, fit, skinny jeans, a white t-shirt that clung well to my figure, and ballerina shoes. I wore my long, wavy, brown hair down.

Since my parents weren’t oblivious to what was going on they leant me their car for my first day as a senior. Everybody would know it was I because it wasn’t very common to see a Hummer pulling up at school. I hated the Hummer for two reasons: too much gas and it was very conspicuous. People always gawked at it when my parents took me places. I always hated being looked at as the rich girl or the high-class girl. To avoid that sort of nickname I would usually catch a ride with Sam.

When I got to the school parking lot I set my sight on a good senior sort of parking space. Right when I was about to pull in someone snatched the parking space before I could. I stopped the car in haste and gaped at the sly parking skills of the other person. Whoever it was, was very devious and I wanted to kick him or her. Who would be so rude? I parked in a space near it to make sure I could bump into the person. I grabbed my books and ran towards the other car. The car was a nice silver Mazda. I could tell it was a guy car.

As I was running I didn’t notice a figure walking towards me at a nice speed. We bumped into each other. I didn’t hit the ground but I lost balance and I hit my jaw against the person’s elbow. I couldn’t see well with my jaw throbbing. I caught balance against an arm and I opened my eyes. Whoever took my parking space and bumped into me was a real jerk. I hated him.

He was gorgeous. When I opened my eyes he was all I could see. He caught my eye better than any other thing in my life. I felt like I fell into a movie because he was absolute perfection. His skin was a dark tan; his eyes were light blue with yellow strikes and long eyelashes. His lips were full and red. He had a nicely shaped jaw, very manly, and a chin dimple. His hair was rather long and jet-black but in no exact angle. If there were a similar type of haircut it would have been the fake Mohawk. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. I had never seen anyone quite as stunning as him.

“Are you alright?” His voice was deep, husky, and sarcastic. He was suppressing a laugh. It was then that I remembered how much I hated him.

I pulled away from him and flipped my hair. “Fine. No thanks to you.” I recovered my stance and gave him the worst look I could pull off.

He chuckled. It was then that I noticed he also had dimples on his cheeks when he smiled. The dimples made him seem childish, cute. “I’m so sorry. I believe I took your parking space,” he said in between chuckles.

My jaw fell open. “You did it on purpose?”

His laughter faltered and he composed himself. “I’m sorry. When I want a parking space I get it. I’m sort of like that with everything. What I like, I get.”

I glared at him. “Really? Well that was extraordinarily rude. I also find that it’s impossible that you get everything you want.” My voice was rude and defensive.

He closed distance between us. “You think it’s impossible?” He pointed at his face. “With this face it’s impossible not to get what you want.”

I chuckled darkly. “Well you’re arrogant. Sorry but that face wouldn’t get anything from me.” I found myself closing distance also but in a defensive way.

The boy just smiled and held out his hand. His smile was big, white, and perfect. My lips twitched, as they wanted to smile back because his smile was contagious. “I’m Robert.” I just stared at his hand. “And you are?”

I looked back up at his face and glared. “Reed.” I turned and walked away. His presence was immensely annoying. Robert was rude, arrogant, and very godlike. How could a person so ugly on the inside be so beautiful on the outside?

Before I made my inconspicuous entrance, Sam caught me by the arm. She pulled me with the force of the tennis player she is. I could feel myself being dragged.

“What is it Sam?” I was overwhelmed by what the morning had brought me.

“Have you forgotten our routine?” Sam wiggled her eyebrows. We stopped dead when we stood before the school. There were hardly people at the time so it was perfect for our ex routine.

I sighed. “Sam, we’ve been over this. This used to be our routine. I did it last year because I felt bad leaving you here alone but not this year please.”

Sam looked at me with the saddest face she could pull off. Her big blue eyes widened giving her face a puppy dog effect. “Oh come on Reed. If anyone could pull this off it’s you. There’s nobody more well respected than you.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, right. Nobody is better respected than me? How about, I don’t know, Paul? Mandy? Did you forget that pair?” I looked away in an attempt to keep Sam from seeing the pain it caused me to speak their names.

Sam sighed. “I thought you were over it Reed. They’re nobody. You know you can take Mandy’s spot whenever you want. Don’t even get me started on Paul. He’s a douche.”

A junior boy walked up to us with a small smile across his face. Sam straightened up. “Too young.” The boy frowned and continued. Sam was a very desirable girl. She had long brown hair, big blue eyes, and tan skin.

The next boy coming up wasn’t someone was anxious to see. Robert was coming towards us with a nice smile across his face. He wore a t-shirt, a pair of light jeans, and converse. I hadn’t noticed he had a very nice body. Robert was built but not excessively, he looked just right. I hated it.

“Hello Reed. Miss me already?” Robert folded his arms across his chest.

I rolled my eyes. “How did you know I love condescension in a man?” I asked sarcastically.

Robert smirked. “How did you know I love sarcasm in a girl?”

Someone pinched my arm and I yelped. Sam was staring at me wide eyed. “Who is your friend Reed?” She stared at Robert like he was a piece of meat. I wondered if that’s the way I stared at him.

“He’s definitely not my friend.” I grabbed my books. I looked at Sam. “I’m going to go talk to Mrs. Nordberg, you know for the paper.”

Sam smiled wide and nodded. “I think he’s a winner too but since you called dibs. I’ll find one for myself, don’t worry.” Sam was always pushing me on guys but she seemed especially enlightened with this one.

“You can have him Sam.” I looked back at Robert once more before I darted inside. He was still standing the same way but this time he grinned and winked at me. My only answer was a very audible groan.

A/N

This is my first story here on fiction press. I used to write vampire love stories on fanfiction, you can check them out. I really hope you like this one. I’m not sure where it’s going but dang it’s going. Pleaaase review! =)