Stalker. |Lashton|

Chapter 3

The weekend went by quickly, not that it was very eventful; I mainly just lounged around in bed the whole weekend finishing homework for classes I didn't really even care about and thinking about Luke. The one time that I actually decided to get a little fresh air and go for a walk I was just so fortunate to see Michael and Luke swinging their hands back and forth between them while walking together. Lucky me.

Over the course of the weekend my parents were home at the same time as each other two times only, but not for long before one of them made an excuse to leave and then before I knew it I was alone again. What I had assumed to be a good idea of them still living together when I was younger is turning into something that is slowly tearing me apart inside and I'm not sure how much longer I can go on before I just snap.

It's Monday morning now and I'm more than ecstatic to be back at school, I just need a distraction and right now anything would do. That anything being Luke.

As I walk into the school gates and head towards the grassy area out the front to sit down before classes start, I look around to see if anything is even close to being interesting for once. Of course not, everything is exactly the same as it always is and it's bores me more and more every single day I come here. Thank god Luke goes to this school otherwise I would probably just skip every single day, maybe once my parents saw my grades dropping they would actually pay me some attention... No actually, I doubt they would even notice.

Finding my spot on the little patches of grass out the front of the school, I sit down and cross my legs, leaning back with my head facing the sky to absorb the warmth radiating from the sun. Coming to school early did actually have its benefits, it was just so quiet but comforting none the less.

I take this time to just think, think about Luke. Did he actually notice me yesterday? I mean, he looked directly into my eyes, surely that's got to count for something. He's never looked at me before and now that he has maybe things could change, maybe my fantasies actually have a chance at becoming a reality.

Wait, no. I forgot about the bastard that is hogging who should be my boyfriend. Ugh, if only Michael wasn't so nice and easy to get along with, I just wish I could hate him as much as I feel like I should. I mean, he is the person who is stopping me from getting to my Luke.

Just like every other morning, time escapes me and before I know it I can hear the voices and footsteps of people filtering into the school grounds, interrupting my serenity. I push myself up off of the ground and dust off my bum before grabbing my bag and walking inside the school, there is no way I want to be out here with all these obnoxious teenagers when I could be inside a classroom deep in silence again.

So, just like that I head inside and go straight to my homeroom were I open up the door and head inside to my seat. Something at the front of the room stirs and I look towards the movement seeing that my teacher is already here and must be setting up for the day.

“Morning”, I greet him and he grunts in response barely even acknowledging my existence, how rude, especially after I actually went out of my way to talk to someone.The bell sounds soon after and I can hear the rustling and chatter of students rushing around even through the door and eventually the door is pushed open and people begin to barge their way through to their desks, bumping into one another. No one even notices I was already here, sitting at my desk.

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Time passes slower than ever but finally, finally it is lunch and I breathe out a sigh of relief that I can escape these torturous classes without Luke. This is a big reason I hate Mondays, I don't have any classes with Luke until Maths last lesson so I have to wait all fucking day until I get the chance to stare at him. And believe me when I say it absolutely drives me insane.