*Alexis' pov*

I woke up to the sound of my step mom screeching from downstairs. Ugh, what does this woman want from me?
 
"Alexis!" She yelled my name over and over again.

 I quickly got out of my bed and headed to the stairs.

"What the hell do you want from me?" I shouted angrily.

"Don't talk to your mother in that tone," my father said to me, walking upstairs.

"Whatever, She's not my mother," I said, rolling my eyes, and walking back to my room. I don't even know why he married her in the first place. Sure she was pretty but on the inside she looked like a hideous monster from your worst nightmare.

 I throw myself on the bed, and look up at the ceiling. Suddenly my phone started to ring. I had to get up and walk over to my dresser, where my phone was laying at, and looked at the caller I.D. It's was Brandi. My bestfriend since pre-K.
 
"Hello?" I said still in a sleepy voice.

"What happened to you last night?" Brandi said to me in a worried voice.

"What do you mean what happened to me?" I ask getting up from bed.

"You were supposed to call me back after you and Chase left the party together." She said to me.

"Oh crap, I totally forgot, I'm so sorry Brandi," I said to her. 

"Uh huh," She laughed. "And don't forget that Mrs. Harris is going to assign us partners for the project," Brandi said to me.

"Yeah I know, see you at school," I hung up the phone.
 
I walk to my closet, and pulled out a Floral Sweetheart Tube Dress with a pair of tan sandals and threw them onto my bed. As I ran inside my bathroom and shut the door behind me, I pull off my night clothes and walk towards the shower. I turn on the water to hot and step in.  

I take about 15 minutes in the shower and then get out, quickly drying up my body and putting on my panties and push up bra that makes my boobs look bigger than they are, then I throw on lotion. As I wrapped the towel against my body, I blow dry my hair. I head to the sink to brush my teeth and wash my face. I throw my dirty clothes into the dirty basket and I run back toward my room. I close the door and quickly get dressed.

I brush and fix my hair. After I finish fixing my hair, I put on a little black eyeliner. I grab my favorite Victoria’s Secret perfume and spray it all over my body. I grab my book bag that was laying on the ground next to my bed and headed downstairs and out of the door.
 
I smile as I saw my amazing boyfriend, Chase, leaning against his car. I ran towards him and kissed him roughly on the lips.

"Well someone is in a good mood," he teased after I pulled away.

"Hopefully it stays that way and hopefully you're my partner for this stupid baby project," I said. This project will be the death of me. We have to have this stupid crying baby doll for a whole month, with whoever the teacher assigns us.

"That means we'll be seeing each other even more if we are partners," he smirked and kissed the top of my head. I loved the height difference between us. It makes me feel protected.

We got in his car and he drove us to school. It was only about a 15 minute drive and when he pulled in I noticed he parked next to Logan.

I hated Logan. He was the biggest jerk in the world and he's made my life a living hell from middle school to now.

I wasn't geeky or unpopular. I honestly have no idea why he picks on me. I really hope he doesn't try it with Chase around. Logan acts like he's perfectly fine with me when Chase is near me.

I stepped out of the car and Logan smirked.

"Hey ugly," Logan said rudely. Then he looked up to see it was Chase instead of Brandi. A look of fear went through his eyes, but then he quickly covered it up with a smirk.

"What the fuck did you just say about my girlfriend?" Chase said angrily. Logan's smirk fell.

"I wasn't talking to her," he lied. It was easy to tell when Logan lied. His eyes would dance in amusement. I wanted to smack him so hard.

Chase looked skeptical but ignored him. He walked over to me and put his arm around me and we walked into school together. I leaned into him. He was so comforting to me.

"Ready for health?" Chase asked me and I shook my head. If I was partnered with some idiot who would make me take care of that baby by myself I will lose my mind.

"Come on baby, you will be okay," he cooed and I glared at him.

"Don't use that baby voice on me," I laughed and he shook his head and kissed me lightly.

We dropped our stuff off at our lockers and then grabbed our health folders. We walked to class together.

"What did you two do after the party?" Brandi asked from behind me as I took my seat in front of her.

"Nothing. He dropped me off at my house and then I passed out," I told her. She looked a little disappointed.

"Damn, you two are lame," she complained and I just rolled my eyes at her.

"Alright class today is the day we start the big project! I'll read off the partners now," Mrs. Harris said, excitedly.

She started reading off the list and my heart dropped when she called out Chase's name but not mine. He was paired with a bitch though, so nothing to worry about.

"Logan Snyder and Alexis Walker," she called out and I stood up in my seat.

"You can't put me with him," I yelled at the same time Logan yelled.

"More the reason to put you two together," she stated with finality in her voice and I sat back down. This was going to be the worst 3 weeks of my life.

Brandi was giggling behind me and I turned around to giver her an icy glare. She shut up and I turned back to face Mrs. Harris.

I looked over at Chase and he mouthed 'I'm sorry.'

I gave him my best 'kill me now' look and thumped my head onto my desk. Out of all the people in this class, no this world, to be paired with I'm paired with Logan Snyder.

"Alright now parner up!" Mrs. Harris said and I sighed. This was going to be hell. Wait no it already is. How the hell am I supposed to survive this? I wanted Chase to be my partner.

Realization dawned on me. I would have to spend time with Logan outside of school. Just great.

"Stop day dreaming," Logan said. I looked up to see his angry blue eyes.

"I'm not happy about this either. Which is why you are going to take care of that thing," Logan said and was about to walk away.

"Oh hell no. You are helping with this damn project. I don't care who you are. Get your ugly ass over here so we can make the damn schedule," I groaned angrily.

Logan stopped and glared at me. He walked back and then pulled a chair up and sat next to me.

"We can alternate every two days," I suggested breaking the uncomfortable silence. My nerves were on edge. I was waiting for him to say something rude.

"Whatever," he said and then looked around the room. I started writing when Mrs. Harris came up to us and handed us the baby doll. No more like she handed me satan in tiny blue clothes.

I took the satan baby and laid it down on my desk. I wasn't holding that thing.

"You're a terrible mother," Logan said, still not looking at me.

"Yeah and you're a terrible person, now shut up." I continued to write the schedule then went through the rest of the packet. We had to mark down every time it cried, write how it effected our daily lives, and then do a personal interview with out partner. Well shit.

As if on cue the spawn of satan started to cry. I fumbled with the thing, trying to find the button that turns it off.

"Jesus you are horrible at this," Logan yelled and snatched the doll from me and turned it off. He threw it back at me.

"Learn how to control it," Logan grumbled and laid his head on my desk.

"Get the fuck off my desk," I mumbled.

"Do not tell me what to do," he muttered and kept his head there.

Either he is going to die or I am. I wonder which it's going to be.

So this is not my story originally. The first part of this chapter was written by Zane26. Thank you for giving me the story. Please let me know what you guys think.