I love you kidnapper

BEEP BEEP BEEP!! Ugh my alarm clock. I turn it off and look at the time...7am. My first day of 12th grade, my final year in that hell hole. I get up and head to my closet, I start searching for something memorable when I think back at my first day of my last year in high school. I finally set my eyes on my bright yellow crop top and my denim shorts and jacket.

I take it out of my closet and head to the shower. Once I'm out I do my natural make up and tie my hair into a braided bun. I put my clothes on and grab my bag and my car keys and head downstairs. I look at my phone. I got a notification. My mom, 'Hey honey I'll be home by Saturday! Have a good first week and don't stay out to late.XO'

   I send her an okay and head out to my convertible. It's so sparkly clean and so..white!! I love my baby. I've been working at a clothing store in the airport since I immediately turned 16. It took only 10 months of saving up my money to buy it. So I treasure it with my life.

I turn my car on and turn up my music. I start heading to school. It took 10 minutes to get to River Valley High School.

  I park my car in the student parking lot and enter the school. Everyone is crowding around into their own social groups talking about how they spent their summer and who hooked up with who over the summer. I'm not much of a social person but I do have a tiny friend group. I'm well known as the smartest and hottest girl in school, only because I take very high advanced classes and im the captain of the dance team in town. I hate it, many girls look at me side ways and envy me. I ignore it, I hate attention I just want to be the best I can be in life. I head to the main office to pick up my schedule.

   Calculus BC is my first class of the day. I head there immediately picking my front row seat. I take out my pencil and notebook and wait for the other students to arrive. The bell rings and class starts. Our teacher, Mr. Fate starts explaining the rules and expectation for this semester.

   Halfway through class a tall muscular guy walks in. "Why are you late?" Mr. Fate asks. "I'm sorry they put me in the regular class when I was supposed to me here." The guy explained.

  He has dark brown hair and deep blue eyes, his jaw was sharp and he was wearing a black shirt and black jeans. "Please take a seat" Mr. Fate tells him. He nods his head and take a seat next to me. As he sits he turns and looks at me and smirks. I quickly turn to face the teacher and focus back on what he was saying. the bell rings, i start to pack my things when i feel a tap on my shoulder. i turn to see who it is and it's the guy that came in late. "hey, my name is lucas." he smirks and extends his hand out to shake mine. i shake his hand and stand up swinging my back pack onto my shoulder. "i'm lilly." i give him a small smile. " so your new?" i ask him while looking at my schedule to see what my next class is. " yeah, i came from australia. i was living there for a year until my mother decided to come back to washington." he tells me as he's looking down at his schedule. "oh that's pretty cool, what class do you have next?"he hands me his schedule and we have 3 classes together.

   he has strength and conditioning while i have dance next period. we are already near our next class so i say a goodbye and he smirks at me and heads to his class.

     the rest of the day went smoothly as i wanted it to be. i didn't get to see my friends because i was too focused on getting through the day but i'll text them when i get home. i start heading towards  the doors when i bump into someone's chest. i look up and roll my eyes. mason, the bad boy and fuck boy of the school. every girl drools over him. he's built and has a light tan to him, green eyes, and blonde hair. of course all the girls go to the football games just to cheer him on. he's always been the star and the center of attention since grade 9. his father owns a large international business in technology, so mason is known in town. he looks down at me and smirks.               

     "careful lilly next time you'll bump into something even harder then my chest." he winks at me. i roll my eyes again. he's so annoying.

  "no thanks, now get out of my way i'm trying to get to work." i say, i step aside and continue walking. ever since grade 10 mason has always tried getting in my pants. it bothers me so much because that's all he does, uses girls like a toy and throws them away after.

   I reach my car and start it. i start driving toward my job. today is going to be another tiring night as usual.