The Next Morning, 7:45 A.M...

"OH SHIT! I OVERSLEPT!"

Shane sat up quickly from the couch and sprinted upstairs to Alexa's room. He barged in violently.

"Alexa! Alexa! You gotta wake up! Come on!"

He ran towards her bed and shook her violently until she was forced from her slumbler.

"What?! What happened?!" She yelled alert and scared.

"It's 7:45! We overslept! Get up, or we'll be late!"

Shane literally lifted her out of her bed and carried her to the bathroom. Once there, he shoved her in.

"Go on! Go freshen up! Do what you need to do!"

Normally Alexa would've yelled at Shane for grabbing her so roughly, but she realized their was no time. She quickly began brushing her teeth, hard. Then she took her hairbrush and brushed as fast as she could. Meanwhile, Shane ran back downstairs to the living room where he grabbed his backpack, and the dumped his coat and clothes out of it.

"Aw, damn it. They're all wrinkled. Whatever, no time to complain!" He thought.

He quickly threw on his black hoodie and his blue jeans. But, in the middle of getting himself dressed, he realized something.

"Fuck! I brought the wrong pair of sneakers!"

He brought his dirty old white Nike's that he used for when he just had to go outside to throw out the garbage or other mundane tasks like that.

"You know what, I'm gonna have to deal with it!" He said aloud.

He quickly put on the worn out shoes, and then ran back upstairs to check on Alexa.

"Alexa! You ready yet?!" He yelled while barging into her room.

Unfortunately for him, she indeed was not ready yet. In fact, she was in the middle of putting on a shirt. Meaning, Shane could see most of, you know, her... chest area.

"Oh My God." He said aloud.

He couldn't see all of it, but, he saw most of it. Which was more than he was supposed to see apparently, because when Alexa put her shirt on fully and covered herself, she saw Shane standing in the doorway with his mouth wide open. Alexa's cheeks were burning at this point with how hard she was blushing.

"So... Are you ready now?" Price said sheepishly.

"Get out! Get out!" She yelled while throwing a shoe at him.

He did as he was told and quickly made his way downstairs. He put his coat on, and waited. 5 minutes later, Alexa came down as well. And she was, for lack of better term, pissed.

"What made you think barging into my room without knocking was a good idea?!"

"I'm sorry! I didn't think you'd be... Well, exposed."

"You're supposed to knock before you enter people's rooms, idiot!"

Shane took out his phone to look at the time.

"Look, as much as I would love to stand here, and be berated by you all day, it is currently 8 in the morning, and we're not even on the friggin train yet!" He pointed out panicking.

Alexa sighed.

"We're gonna have to run to the train station. Come on." He said.

She pointed a finger at him.

"Don't think we're done talking about this!"

With that, the two teenagers left the house and made a B Line to the train station. You would've thought they had a pack of rabid wolves chasing after them with how fast they were running. In less than 2 minutes, the pair were inside the station. When they got there, the train had arrived at the stop.

"No time for MetroCards! We gotta hop the train!" Alexa pointed out.

They did just that, and they barely made it inside the train before the doors were closed. The two of them leaned against the doors and tried to catch their breaths.

"Thank... God... We Work... Out, right?" Shane joked while still exhausted.

"Shut... Up... Price." Alexa responded

By the time their stop came around, they were almost back to full strength.

"What time is it?" Alexa asked.

Shane whipped out his phone.

"Oh no, it's 8:23. That means we gotta run again."

As soon as they got off of the train, they were off again. This time it was even worse because they had to run up stairs to get out of the train station. Full speed they ran. It was like practice for Shane, and Alexa was having flashbacks to the punishments Coach would give out if they messed up too much. They were sweating like crazy at this point, breathing heavily, desperately trying to get to school on time.

"Shane! I don't think I can keep up. My legs are gonna give out on me." She breathed out.

"Come on Alexa. We're almost there!"

"I-I can't!"

Shane got an idea. He stopped abruptly, turned around, and picked her up bridal style. He then continued to run until he finally got to the entrance of the school.

"Wait! Put me down before we go in!"

"Right, right."

He put her down, and they both went inside.

"My locker's on the 2nd floor. See you in homeroom. You better not be late!" Alexa said to Shane before she hurried upstairs.

He pulled out his phone for the final time. It was 8:27. A slight smirk grew on his face.

"Why do I feel like I've been here before?" He thought as he sprinted over to his locker. He opened it up and shoved his coat into it, then he slammed it shut. He then made a final dash upstairs. Somehow, he managed to make it to homeroom on time. By the skin of his teeth, he was in before the bell rang.

"I made it, I made it! Jesus Christ I made it! Hell yeah!" He yelled as he panted heavily.

The class erupted into laughter. Even Miss Neidhart couldn't help but chuckle a little bit.

"Congratulations, Mr. Price. Now, as your prize, you get to go sit down, before I give you detention." She said half joking, half not joking.

At the sound of that, Shane wearily sat in his seat between Dean and Alexa.

"My God, you, Dean and Alexa look like death." Cody said from across the room.

"Mr. Rhodes! Don't be rude!" Miss Neidhart scolded him.

"What? Dean looks like he didn't sleep at all last night, and Shane and Alexa look like they just ran a whole frickin marathon!"

"That's it. You have detention!" The teacher said.

"Oh come on! The day hasn't even started yet."

Shane laughed.

"That's not relevant. You'd probably somehow get detention before you've even come to school in the first place."

Cody shrugged.

"Eh, you're probably right."

Meanwhile, Dean had something on his mind.

"Yo, Shane?"

"Yeah bro?" Shane answered.

"You and Alexa live on the same street, right?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Do me a favor. Don't order from Dominos please."

Shane remembered the surprise of finding out Dean was a delivery boy for them last night. Of course, he couldn't let him know he knew.

"O-Okay. That's kind of a weird thing to ask, but alright."

"Thanks bro. They suck."

Then, Dean got up and went over to Alexa. She already knew what he was going to say.

"Don't worry, Ambrose. Your secret's safe with me." She said, with a smirk.

Dean just nodded and went back to his seat. He put his head down and went to sleep.

Alexa and Shane looked at each other.

"Was that about..." Shane started.

Alexa just nodded. Shane chuckled.

"Man. My friends are weird."