Paranormal City Romance

I want more

Alicia POV:

I rolled over in my bed to throw across the room my alarm clock that only seems to work every other day seeing that it's already 8:00 am. I sigh and roll my eyes as I get up out the bed and drag my exhausted body to the bathroom to prepare for another long day. My days could go easier if I just did less but thats not me at all. I'm the type of person who has to cram something into every bit of their day or pass out trying just to do it all again the next day. Between school, and working two jobs I barely have any me time but I just want better than what I currently have. A studio apartment in a City where someone gets killed every day, and working at McDonald's and the city morgue isn't going to exactly be my ticket to a better life. But who am I to complain let me get my ass showered and dressed before I miss class.

I shower and dress and haul ass out the door as it is now 9:15 am and my first class starts at 10:00 oh how I hate the business course but it's mandatory for us to take and pass. My instructor is a stickler for being on time and will purposely make you miss the first half of class if you're late ugh I can already tell this is going to be a bad day. I'm standing on the corner of my street waiting for my bus to take me to the college when I start to get the feeling that someone is watching me. I look out the corner of my eye and there's a guy standing a few feet away from me leaning on the side of my apartment building. It's usually something that happens when you're waiting on public transportation to come no biggie you get your classic starers that will watch from a distance and not bother you, and then you have your bold ones who actually try to make a move on you and just don't understand no. Well here he comes Mr drug dealer I can tell by the way he's dressed flashy clothing all name brand ,brand new air max's to match the newest iPhone with a customized case and air pods to match.

I roll my eyes as he makes his way over to me I try to put on my best resting b***h face pleading with God for this man to read my face and please leave me alone but my cry for help is not answered. I prepare myself to be extremely annoyed by this guy and I just hope that my bus comes any second. Just as I think all is lost and I have the worst luck ever my best friend Cortez stops in front of the bus stop in his mom's BMW "Hey babe get your sexy ass in the car we out b***h". Oh thank the Lord he couldn't have came at the most perfect time I say to myself and I damn near dive into the passenger side before the drug dealer could even get a word out.

"Cortez you don't know how you just saved my life back there" I say laughing almost screaming at him as we're driving into center city. "Girl you ain't gotta say a word I seen it all over your face that creep had eyes on you he wanted you bad I was laughing my f*****g ass off as I spotted you looking like you was at your own funeral" I rolled my eyes at him laughing and put my seat back and closed my eyes as I let the music in the car calm and soothe me the rest of the way to class.

Thanks to Cortez I wasn't late for class so I quickly went to the bathroom to get myself together before the bell rang. I ran my fingers through my sandy brown curls pulled it out and puffed it up a bit, checked my eyeliner and mascara I love how it makes my lavender eyes just pop! I never really wear makeup except for the two but I like to make sure I don't need a touch up. I smooth the few wrinkles out my t-shirt dress and lotion my legs, tie my laces on my converses and spray some perfume before I make it into class before the bell rings sliding into my seat preparing for the draining lecture that takes up the first half of the class.

Ugh this class is always so boring I say to myself as I draw doodles on my paper that's supposed to be for taking notes I look down at bubble letters that say there has to be more and I silently sigh to myself because it's really how I feel deep down there has to be more than this routine of a life.

I've always wanted to get out of the city and live somewhere where the night sky is always in view with hundreds of stars in the night sky. Everything is better at night. The scenery, the breeze of a summer evening being by water, it's just so peaceful and relaxing. A wonderful atmosphere. And vampires are creatures of the night, I know they're supposed to not be real but I feel differently about that. Ever since I watched Bram stoker's dracula I've always wanted to be in Winona Ryder's shoes. Even though Dracula was supposed to be the bad guy I always felt bad for him. He was so in love, oh how I wish I could find someone to love me on the level that he loves. Love was always a big thing for me. My mother never really found love she gave up alot to make sure I was happy I wish that she could one day get her happy ending. I guess wanting it for my mother so much made me want it for myself just as much ugh I'm a hopeless romantic living in a generation where romance is just about dead and relationships end with each season "sigh".

Class went by pretty quickly today probably because I couldn't focus to save My life I kept getting caught up in the fantasy of finding my one and only love which I thought was kinda odd because I haven't even remotely met anyone that would even make me want to be all lovey dovey and s**t. I put all of that to the back of my mind as I walked out of class to meet Cortez for lunch. "Hey b***h! you missed me I know you did" Cortez says to me as I wrap my arms around his waist from belove. He is truly my best friend very handsome also tall with broad shoulders and the perfect six pack the face of a spanish god, with curly hair faded on the sides too bad he's gay we share alot of the same dreams if he was straight he probably would have been my true love. I always joke and say if neither of us is married by 30 we should get married but he always claims that he's going to meet lil Nas x and ride off into the sunset with him. He's always in such high spirits and so optimistic I love that about him the most.

After lunch I head back home to my apartment making sure to sneak by the drug dealer from this morning who is still posted up on the corner harassing every girl that walks by "ugh I swear I just hate those type of guys" I say to myself as I walk up to my apartment on the 3rd floor falling face first onto my bed to try to get some type of rest before tonight Cortez has invited me to a club in center city for his cousin's birthday and I need to mentally prepare for the night because who knows what will happen