locker notes + hemmings

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He is famous. I am expecting endless attention, which I don't want. I was watching Luke make breakfest, and I just eyed him down. He looked over at me as I found my eyes wondering all over.

"Are you mad at me?" he said with a puppy dog face.

"Nah, I was just wondering why you did not tell me." I replied.

"Just didn't want you to be mad" he said with a wink.

He had finished making food and we sat down and at the table.

"What should we do today? Maybe go somewhere fun like Six Flags?" he asked with a excited look on his face.

"You gotta remeber that we have prom tommorow night. All those places are far enough we would have to stay in a hotel." I said, shaking my fork at him.

" I am going to go get dressed" I said, flashing him a slight smile. Next thing I know I hear booming feet coming up the stairs.

He had followed me in. "What shall we wear today, my lady?"

I laughed and said, "I think clothes would work!"

I pulled out some leggings and a cropped tank and my favorite sandals. He had on his normal graphic tee and a beanie.

"I guess we could go shopping, yeah?" he suggested.

"Yeah, sure. You know I love to!" I said with a slight smile.

As we got into the car, there was all of his band mates in another car right next to us. They pulled up and rolled down the window.

"Hanging with your girl,eh? Lovey dovey!" said a boy with curly blonde hair.

"That one is Ashton. Ashton Irwin." he said.

"We were about to get you to go to the studio, you can bring the girl too!" Ashton said.

"Well exuse you, I am Victoria." I said.

They pulled away as Luke started driving. I sat there silently until we got there. I was sorta mad at him, because we were supposed to hang out.

Next thing I know there is paparazzi surrounding us. I tilted my head down, and then entered the studio.