CHAPTER ONE

"Alexis! I am not going to drop you off if you miss the bus." My mum shouted from downstairs. With a loud groan, I finally left my bed and stopped the DVD playing Got you by Joshua Wells, the most famous, rich and most amazing musician of all time. Well that's what I believe, still counts.

I'm his literal biggest fan, I have all his albums, covers, singles and features, every single one. And I am proud to say I know all by heart. I even have paintings and drawings of him on my wall, done by yours truly, me. It's fine to call me creepy, it's acceptable, as long as you don't spoil my music or shame it's artist.

I picked up my backpack, raised two fingers to my lips, kissed them and transferred it to my favorite painting on my room's door, finally leaving my room to head for school.

In few seconds, I got downstairs, then stuffed my breakfast in my mouth. "Mum ma mout!" I muffled out.

"What?!" She almost laughed at my manner of talking. I quickly swallowed and repeated. "I said I'm out." I didn't stop hurrying towards the door.

"Bye Lexi." She waved.

The bus was parked right in front of my house, that was when it all clicked, another day, another six to seven hours in a building where we are forced to read, write and understand.

I entered the bus and made my way to the very back. I wanted at a few friends but refused to sit with them, they knew me too well to even ask why. Just like every other day, I brought out my earpiece and continued listening to my music in peace as the bus began to move. It still had like six more students to pick up before turning back to school.

....

A smile curled up my lip when I opened my locker that looked like a shrine where Joshua Wells was being worshipped. I checked my schedule and sighed when I saw the first subject.

"Could this day get any worse." Those words slipped right out of my mouth. I always ended up regretting it and today was not excluded.

"Yes it can," I wanted to groan at the reply but I smiled at the recognition of the voice. Saffron. "Ms whites is sick. The substitute nerd is taking over." She added and the groan finally left my mouth.

"Chill, it's just an hour." Saffron laughed, hitting me slighting on the shoulder. She was my age, 18, a brunette with Safire eyes. I knew her since forever, although we both decided not to put a title to our relationship, an outsider would call us best friends.

"Let's get to class." I mumbled and shut my locker.

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After long tormenting hours in school, the bell finally rang. "Yes!" Saffron shouted, throwing her hands up.

Everyone in class, including the teacher turned to look her her with raised brows. "Please don't mind her. She's sick in the brain." I quickly apologized on her behalf.

Under few minutes, we were both out of the school. It had become a habit to skip after school bus so as to spend time filling each other in on the newest news in our lives or other people's lives. As usual, Saffron did more of the talking and I more of the listening while trying my best to respond and nod my head to the rhythm of my music.

"Would you believe my brother used my toothbrush to wash his shoe?!" She shrieked and I couldn't help but laugh.

"If I were your sister, I would've done worse." I told her truthfully.

"If you were even related to me, I would've killed you before birth." She retorted and we both ended up laughing out.

Just when I thought things were getting better, someone decided to bump into me, hard and it hurt. My phone and books I had in my hands drop to the ground, along with the person's.

"Can't you look at where you're going?" I spotted angrily.

"You can't see either so it's fine." The masculine voice retorted and I gasped.

No, not because of the insult or because of how cliche our meeting was but because it was overly familiar.

"You crashed into me, now you accuse me of being blind. Plenty words coming from someone this daft." I rolled my eyes at the random stranger.

"I didn't, you weren't looking at.."

"Please stop!" Saffron cut in. She bent over and picked our stuffs and handed it to each of us. Even while sending glared at the guy in front of me, I still managed to mumble a thank you to Saffron.

"You must be the exchange student." She smiled at the guy. "You're hotter than they say." She complemented shamelessly. My eyes widened and I almost facepalmed myself.

"I am? You think I'm hot?" The guy immediately began to smile, making me frown.

"We're done here." I finalized, pulling Saffron to walk away from him.

"Are you mad?!" I shouted and she laughed.

"What, I wasn't wrong about what I said." She supported herself.

"He's a fool. Why did you say that to him. Have you no shame?!" I said, shaking my head and pinching the bridge of my nose.

"I think I have a new crush." She just ignored me.

"You don't even know him." My head began to hurt due to all the shouting.

"Love at first sight?" She shrugged.

"What about liking Samson." I asked even when I wasn't comfortable with how she felt towards my brother, it was better than the complete stranger.

"Oh I like your brother," She said with a smirk. "I like josh too." She nodded like a naive child.

"Josh?" I frowned.

"Joshua Davis." She replied, calling his full name.

"Here I was thinking all Joshua's were amazing." I shook my head in disgust.