"Abbie!! Hurry up! The lecture is starting in 5 minutes!!" I hear someone shout from the doorway. I yawn and grab my phone. The date says: Saturday, May 15th. I groan. Whoever decided to make lectures a thing on the weekend is my offical enemy. "You're up!" the voice says, and jumps into the bed next to me. It's Jackson, my boyfriend. He plants a kiss on my forehead. "Jack! What the fuck! You woke me uppppp!" I say in a 5 year old voice. "Too bad! We decided to sign up for the lecture together, so we're going. Together." he adds. "Not until you give me a good morning kiss." I say grinning. He leans in and kisses me firmly on the lips. "How's that?" he asks laughing. "Doable." I say, and heave myself out of bed. We'll have time for more kissing after the lecture, I'm sure of it. I quickly get dressed and soon we're walking down the hallway, Jackson's arm over my sholder. "Abbie! Jackson!" I turn around at the sound of my name. It's Nikki, my best friend. "Oops, sorry, did I interupt your couple-y time?" she asks, giggling. I turn red. "Not exactly," Jackson says, coming to my rescue. "Well, I'll be on my way." she says, and sprints away. From the distance we hear a teacher shout, "Miss Romero! This is a hallway, not a track field!" Jackson and I burst into laughter. It's mornings like these that make me forget all of the bad things about our relationship. Like, to name one of them, all of the times he's cheated on me and pretended it never happened. But today is a good morning, where it seems like he really loves me.