This Romantic Novel [√]

Chapter 6pt2: Kane?

"Were you absolutely friends with Luke from high school?"

"Ah well-"

"What was he like in high school and college?"

"Well, that's kind of a tough question. I-"

"What was his favourite drink?"

"Iced-"

"Favourite food?"

"I don't know-"

"Favourite place to hang out?"

"Uncertain-"

"Do you have photos of him?"

"No, certainly no-"

"Huh, I knew it," One student said, sighing in disappointment.

Many of the female students followed too - with let down sighs.

"Let's face it, she wasn't interested in Mr Parker from the beginning. So why would she be interested in him now?" One girl spoke, before all turning away and stood in front of the wall mirror to warm up.

Meanwhile, I couldn't breathe - literally - I could feel my face turning blue, whilst I held my breath from talking to them. Even though, I was getting cut off by at least one.

"Sorry," Luke apologised. "They get pretty crazy when it involves me," He informs.

Catching deep breaths a few times (to allow my natural skin colour to appear) I glared at him.

"This is your fault for bringing me here," I blamed him, "I could've gone home and started writing," I ranted.

He scoffed playfully. Leaning over to my height (which was shorter than his) while I leaned a bit back by the little space he provided me with.

"Well if you did go home, you would be stuck trying to get that writer's block out," He declared.

"No I wouldn't," I quickly said.

"Yes you would," He fired back.

"Well, what do you know about writing huh?" I said back.

"Enough to see that you need inspiration and motivation to write something great," he replied.

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