Belle's POV
I ran as fast as I could away from the dread doctors and into Stiles' arm. "Don't worry babe. I got you. You're safe now." Then he looked into my eyes and leaned in to kiss me. I closed my eyes and was waiting for the contact of his lips but they never came. When I opened them he looked at me and said, "Wake up."
"I'm awake," I said to him.
"If you don't wake up you're going to be late."
"Uh uh," I said completely mesmerized by his lips.
"Wake up,” he said again. Then he began shaking me.
“Wake up!” he said again. His voice was a little bit louder and different. The scene began to fade and change and he was still shaking me.
“Wake up! Belle! You're going to be late for school!" I could recognize that voice anywhere. The only person who is crazy enough to wake me up from my dream of being in a Teen Wolf scene where I would be kissing Stiles.
"Just five more minutes?" I asked my little sister Nicki. She is younger than me by exactly one year as she was born on my first birthday. As a child growing up it was always as if we were twins but we weren't. We are more like best friends and we stick with each other no matter what. She's my R.O.D as I am hers.
I did my morning routine which included my hygiene stuff and make-up, then my clothes.
I walked downstairs to eat breakfast and just as I walked out, Nicki walked out wearing an almost similar outfit as me. We walked down together and as usual, our parents were out already. I heard a horn outside and a smirk found its way to my lips knowing who it was.
Just as expected, my boyfriend Brandon was sitting in his white Lamborghini waiting for me. I ran towards it and got in. He gave me a peck on the lips and asked if I was ready to go. It was more of a rhetorical question because he didn't bother to hear my reply as he sped off toward school.
School. The place every teenager hates to be. Those who are lucky enough to be popular, have an image and reputation to keep up which also somewhat gives them power over the rest of the students. Those who are not 'popular' lives to be bullied and tortured or go unnoticed. I luckily happened to be at the top of the social chain of the school as well as my sister, who is the leader of the drama club.
We're not cheerleaders or anything like that but our parents practically owned the school as well as most companies that make up the town. So basically we were worshiped here. My boyfriend Brandon was the captain of the lacrosse team, which is our school's main sport. He has never lost a game and has become very popular for it since people started to notice. As expected, the two most popular people in the school should be together. We are both the same and are expected to be the 'golden couple' of the school. And we were.
Now, Brandon is extremely good-looking with light green eyes and a sharp jawline. He has brown curly hair slightly falling over his eyes and light pink soft lips that sometimes wear a breathtaking smile that could make any girl swoon on the spot ...including me.
We parked in our usual space right at the front. And soon, I saw my sister parking her car next to us. People watched as we made our way towards the entrance of the halls where our lockers were. We were getting a lot of attention which made me smile.
"My parents are out tonight, want to come over?"
Brandon asked just as we stopped by my locker.
"Yeah of course. What do you have planned?"
"You know. Just the usual." He replied with one of his boyish smirks.
"Ok. No problem with that." I told him smiling and biting my lip. He grinned and took my hands, directing me to stand in front of him while he leaned against one of the lockers. He grabbed my neck gently and placed his lips on mine. I closed my eyes and responded to the kiss immediately, and soon our lips were moving together in sync.
I even forgot where I was at the moment. His lips were on mine sending a pleasurable sensation through my body. My fingers were tangled in his curls pulling him closer to me, wanting more and his hands were low on my waist pulling me closer to him as well. We were both in a trance.
"NO P.D.A ON THE SCHOOL'S COMPOUND!!!"
We both jumped back from each other in fright. Brandon slammed his head into the locker letting out a stream of curse words, while I crashed into a body and we both collided with the floor. I was on top of him in a straddling position. "Watch where you're going loser!" I shouted at him.
I looked at his face and he looked confused at first and then realized what happened and his face contorted to anger as he roughly pushed me off him, grabbed his books and papers which were scattered on the floor, and rushed off. Now I didn't want to be rude because honestly, my mother raised me to have manners. But being in this place with all these people expecting me to not be nice to anyone 'below' my standards, I had to do it no matter how bad it made me feel.
I got up and glared at the cause of all this. Nicki was literally rolling on the floor laughing her ass off. Not even a second later the bell rang, signaling the beginning of the first period.
"Well, I got to go babe. See you later?" He said. While he walked off still rubbing his head. The room was almost vacant. I went into my locker to grab my books quickly so I wouldn't be late for class. While walking to my class I stepped on something small. I looked down at it and picked it up. I examined it and saw that it was a card reader with a small SD card still inside of it.
I furrowed my eyebrows and tried to figure out who dropped it. It must've been that geek who crashed into me.