Twins ✏️ Luke Hemmings

one:

I walked through the crowded hallway, pushing and passing out through everyone. My legs were shaking and my head was spinning. I've had a headache ever since the morning.

Arriving to my 5th period, I sighed as I made my way to my seat and sat down. I layer my head down and began to slowly breathe in and out, trying to recuperate my breathing.

"You okay Marina? You look tired?" Niall asked as he sat down beside me.

Niall was one of my best friends since middle school. We use to get picked on because I wore glasses and braces, oh wait no never mind. I still have to wear that.

"I just got tired because someone threw my books on the floor and I had to pick them up again and they're really heavy." I groaned.

"Aw who would do that?" Niall cringed.

"Melissa and Tiffany." I looked down.

"Ugh those whores? Don't listen to them Marina just look up and stay strong. okay babe?" He sounded as if he has grime in his mouth and the mention of whores was the cause.

"Niall that's not a very nice word. Don't say mean stuff." I pouted.

"Sorry Marina, I just wanted to prove a point." Niall sighed.

"Everyone in their assigned seats please, class will begin shortly." Mr. Dickens ordered.

A large amount of us sighed and started moving to our assigned seats. I stayed in place because this was my assigned seat. Niall was 2 groups away from me. So it was hard to communicate.

"Hurry up Luke or you'll get marked tardy!" Mr. Dickens threatens.

"Alright alright I'm here." Luke huffed.

Great, Luke Hemmings. The person I really wanted to see. Sarcasm is something very powerful I posses.

"Take your seat we're just about to start." he said.

Luke nodded and made his way to his seat, which was next to me. He took a seat and grabbed his backpack, taking out his materials and what not. He searched his smaller pockets from the backpack and groaned.

"Hey, do you have an extra pencil?" He turned to me and asked.

I've got to say, Luke wasn't such a mistake. I mean he was kind at times and really sweet when he wanted to, but at times he can be a cocky asshole.

"Sure." I smiled politely.

Reaching into my bag, I took out 3 led pencils with really nice designs and held them close to me. His eyes widened as to why I had so many pencils.

"Hmm...its hard to choose since they're all really nice." Luke tapped his fingers on his chin.

"But um....I guess I'll go with pink." He chuckled to himself as he grabbed the pencil.

"Uh, why pink?" I sounded so stupid and nosy.

"Pink is my sexy color." He winked at me and nudged his elbow to my arm, signaling me to get the joke.

I laughed along just to get him to shut up. I don't know why he was talking to me so much, it's usually when the teacher makes us talk to our partners to share answers but this was just weird.

"Hemmings, Thomas, stay focused." Mr. Dickens snapped at us.

We stopped laughing and cut to quiet.

The classroom door slammed open, earning a few flinches from students.

"Great, the ass is here." I heard Luke mumble under his breath.

"Mr. Dickens, pleasant to see you this morning." Lucas came in and smirked at him.

Lucas. Where to begin. Lucas was the Devils son. He was the king of bastards. He was one of the most popular, most annoying, most unpleasant person you could meet. He was messy, unorganized, and most of all mean.

"Take a seat Lucas." Mr Dickens tried to not get his neck veins pop out.

Lucas snickered and sat in front of me, next to Daniel, some guy in the soccer team.

"Hey Lukey, got a pencil?" Lucas leans back on his chair and landed his head on Luke's table.

"No, shut up and listen." Luke rolled his eyes.

"Hey you, got a pencil?" Lucas turned his attention to me and grinned. Luke didn't even say anything, but I expected this fro him.

"Y-yeah." I stammered and struggled to get a pencil.

"Can you hurry, Mr. Dick face is looking at me." Lucas groaned.

I finally took out my two other pencils and made him decide.

"Thanks, I only needed one but okay." Be snatched both pencils out of my hand.

"Stupid, give her back the pencils. She only meant to take one." Luke hissed.

"Shut the hell up Luke, I wasn't talking to you." Lucas cringed at Luke.

"Fine." Lucas returned one of my pencils and kept the other one.

Well, I know I'll probably be getting only 1 pencil back, probably.

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