"Hey..." Luka replies, his blue eyes wide.
Travis notices this, "What up, Luk. Long time no see. How's football going for ya'?"
Luka stares at Travis for a lingering moment, the tension growing thick between them.
NOOOOOoOooo...
Rolling his eyes, Luka looks back over at me, "What's going on, Tiffany? Why are you with him?"
"Well, I-" "We're partners," Travis interrupts, wrapping his arm around me, "for whatever the hell this project is about."
"I wasn't talking to you, Reel, I was talking to Tiffany." Luka snarls, glaring at Travis.
"He's telling the truth, Luka." I chime in, nervously, pushing up my glasses, "We are partners for this project."
Luka stares at me, confused, "Wait, what? Why?"
"Does there have to be a reason?" Travis asks eyes narrowed, "And why the hell are you interrogating her? She doesn't have to answer to you."
"I was just asking a question."
"More like several."
Luka opens his mouth to say something else, but I cut in, anxiously, "Luka, it's just one little project. It's not that big of a deal."
He looks back at me, eyes softening with concern, "But Tiffany-" "Luka, it's okay. We have to go and get started on this project. C'mon, Travis." I grab his hand and drag him with me.
Luka's POV:
I watch as she walks away quickly, Travis shooting me a mischievous grin over his shoulder. I ball my hands up into fists, feeling angry.
Why's she working with him?
She literally could've worked with anyone else, why him?
My jaw tightens as she and Travis turn the corner, leaving me by myself.
The way he was looking at her...the way he just casually wrapped his arm around her...
She didn't even push him away...
Suddenly, I feel a sting of sadness, remembering what Sebastian was saying about Tiffany finding herself a boyfriend. I stare down at my feet, my head spinning, still thinking about Tiffany and Travis.
Together...
The anger returns, and I find myself turning around, and walking down the hall. "Daniel's not going to like this," I mumble, turning a corner.
There's no way I'm letting him have her...
Next-Day During Lunch...
Tiffany's POV:
"The hell's Pissy V. Fergooson?"
I burst out into uncontrollable laughter, and he frowns. I grab his arm, burying my face into his shoulder, "I'm sorry!! I just-" I burst out into another fit of giggles, and Travis pouts, "I hate you..."
We're currently working on our project in the library, and poor Travis is having a hard time, lol.
He did say he hated history and was no good at it.
But...I think he may need glasses...
Lol, imagine Travis in glasses!
....
Wait, imagine him in glasses~
Anyway, after the incident in the hallway with Luka, I was afraid he'd tell Daniel and the boys about it. However, Daniel didn't mention anything about Travis and me being partners, so Luka didn't tell him.
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Curly Headed Cutie (Original)
Teen Fiction"I can't believe I came out here to get you!!!" I turn around and find Travis standing over me, droplets rolling down his face and neck. He's soaked in water and his jeans look heavy due to the rain. I giggle and shout over the rain, "You didn't hav...
