"Pst. Bianca. Are you dead?" A voice whispers through the fog, then something cold taps my cheek.
"Biaaancaaa." The annoying voice continues, as the finger pokes me again.
I groan, and swipe at the hand. "Go away."
"No. Now wake up." The voice demands, and I slowly bring my hand up, and shove the person away, by pushing on their face.
"I said go away." I nearly yell, and turn them a spark of pain shoots through my neck. "Ouch. Fuck."
"You okay?" He says again.
I sit up, and turn my sore neck, eyes still closed. "What could ypu possibly want, Luke?" I groan, and open my eyes.
"Uhh. Just to tell you that you were sleeping in the science lab, and that it is only seven ten." He rolls his eyes, and smiles.
I look around, and I am surrounded by the white drywall, and dirty white colored tiles.
Luke is leaning against the wall beside me, wearing some jeans, and a black button up shirt, with his blond hair piled on top of his head, and a smirk on his face.
"What are you doing here so early, then?"
"I was coming to morning detention. And I was gonna cut through the lab, and voilá, you were laying right there, asleep." He points to where I lay a moment ago.
"Ohh. Okay then." I slowly stand-up, after stumbling a bit, and reach around to my back pocket to grab my phone, but my hand comes up empty.
"Looking for... Those?" Luke point to a mess in the corner, which looks like....
"That douche!" I yell, remembering what he did to my phone.
"Who?" Luke leans up straighter.
"No one. Let's just go somewhere. I don't wanna be at school today." I wipe my hands on my leggings, and pull my hair back into a high bun, looking messy. "You up?"
"Sure." He replies after staring at me for a moment, and smiles at me. "Where to?"
"Let's go to Valentine's Diner." I grab his hand and pull him to the parking lot.
°·°·°·°·°·°|At Valentine's|°·°·°·°·°·°·°·
"What do you mean, you don't like bacon?" I laugh at Luke, tossing a piece of bacon at him from across the table.
"I dunno. They just reminded me of a thing that was so ugly, and fat. They literally ate everything. And one time, I have a pig a piece of ham...." He lowers his voice. "And it ate it."
I immediately begin to laugh, and incidentally let out a snort. "You. Are. So. Stupid "
"See, the mad pig's disease is already getting to you." He looks at me seriously for a moment, then bursts out laughing.
I laugh, and lean in a bit, then Luke slowly leans in, his breath lightly kissing my lips, smelling of maple syrup, and pine.
"Bianca Nicole James!" A voice yells from behind me, making me jump.
Oh shit.
A/N:
OMG!!! I am so happy I literally cried. I love you all so much!! This is a slightly longer chapter, so...as a thanks.
Also, if I were to make an Instagram just for this, and my writing, how many of you would follow it, and stuff??
So much love to you all.
Xoxo
~Liz
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My Possessive Bully
Teen FictionThey hated each other since they were kids. Shane Brontë was the boy who made fun of her hair in kindergarten. He laughed when she scrapped her knee when she fell in fifth grade. And he moved away when they were in seventh grade, saying one last thi...
