Chapter One||morning

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The constant banging on my door wakes me from a pleasant dream. You know the dream where u don't want to wake up from a place where your happy. The knocking continues only being added by a deep voice to accompany the annoyingness of the situation.

"CECE WAKE YOUR ASS UP THE BAND IS LEAVEING IN AN HOUR." Shit I jump out of bed, runing to my almost empty closet the rest packed away in a suitcase, I pull on red panties, black skinny jean and my black red laced vans before putting on a red bra and black my chemical romance T. 'Oh the loads of shit the guys will give me.' I laugh to myself at the thought.

I open the door and crash into a red faced jake about to knock on my door. "They wanted me to wake you sorry." I blush at the close contact with my crush. My body is flush agaist him with my hands on his chest, his arms wraped around my waist from steadying my falling form. I'm looking up into his eyes, my face warms not moveing scared he will let go.

A cough makes jake let go, I curse to myself already  missing the contact.

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