So this is what Luke looks like.....
Luke's POV
My day sucked. Simply said.
I went through all of my advanced classes just fine. I pay no attention, yet I ace every test, don't ask me how.
But then I got my lunch dumped on me by one of my former friends. He just started hating me for some reason.
And this new girl, I don't know her name, she's in all of my honors classes. She drives me crazy. She's really beautiful, and just I don't know.
"Hey, maybe, uh, maybe we could, you know...? No, no, no that won't work. Uh... Oh, I don't know!!" I muttered, lifting my books from the ground. I had no idea what to say, I just wanted to talk to her.
'Okay, I'm going to be late for last period.' I thought, ducking my head through the empty hall.
'Go, go, go....' I repeat in my head, 'Go, go, go-ow!'
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! I didn't see you!" The girl exclaimed. She kept her head down as we bent down to pick up the books we dropped from her slamming into me, but I could tell. I could tell it was her. She's the one my mind can't run away from.
My mind automatically tells my mouth to say, "Its okay."
I stare at her head, willing her eyes to meet mine. I take her in as she bustles around: straight brown hair, pale skin, short, skinny but muscular, and-she looked up. Blue eyes. Bright blue eyes. A little nose, perfect eyebrows, freckles dotting her face, and her face flushed.
"Hey...." I started as she searched my face. She looked back down as I spoke. She got up and gave me my stuff, silently starting down the hall.
'Wait, no, don't go yet, I didn't say thank you,' I thought, jogging to catch up to her. "What class do you have next?" Oh my god. I cannot believe I just said something so STUPID. I mentally kicked myself in the shin.
"Art," she stated hesitantly, glancing at me.
"Oh....." 'Think of something, idiot!' "Well, I'll see you around okay?"
"Okay..." Lacey-I saw her name on one of her folders-nodded.
I would have been able to contain myself if she hadn't smirked.
Her perfect mouth curved up ever so slightly, and made me smile.
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What This Is
Short StoryShe cannot be fixed. He knows this. But he will try to fix her anyways. He doesn't believe he's perfect. She knows this. But she will try to make him feel it anyways. They only have each other. They just don't know it yet.
