Chapter 10

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I'm woken by the sound of an obnoxious bird chirping outside my window. I practically jump out of bed and discover its 12 pm. Shit. Why didn't anyone wake me? I look outside outside my window and see my moms car is gone, indicating she's already at work. Considering the school day is already halfway through, I decide to skip the day. I slump down on the couch and turning PLL.

"WHY TOBY!" I yell while throwing my remote at the tv. I can't believe Toby's with team A. This show makes me stressed, I flip the TV off and decide to make some food. Walking tithe kitchen I see a note taped to the fridge. Gone for the day, be back at 9. Food in fridge for you :) -Mom xx. Sweet! I open the fridge and there behold, a pepperoni pizza. I pull it out and place it in the microwave waiting for it to heat up. The clock reads 3:15 pm which means school is already out. I debate and calling Luke and finally get the courage to call. Three rings pass until I hear the most beautiful thing in the word.
"Oh my god Bree. Hi." His voice filled my ears.
"Hi." I said in and unexpected whisper.
"Everything okay....?"
"Everything okay? With me? How about you mister beating up Michael Clifford."
"Haha. I'm fine. But really are you okay?"
"Yea well besides everything with my d-" My dad. I still haven't told him about my dad. Or Michael. Michael.
"You're what?"
"My- uh- nothing. Forget I mentioned it, I'll tell you in person."
"Okay, well I gotta go me and Cal and getting pizza."
"Okay bye"
"Bye."
I put my phone down and take a deep breath. Michael. What do I do about Michael? He likes me, but I like Luke. But-no. He beat up Luke. I can't like him, I just can't.

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Luke's P.O.V

I set the phone down answer back to pizza with Calum.
"Bree?" He asked looking up from his phone.
"Yea." He nodded his head and continued to scroll through the Twitter.
What's going on with Bree? What could it be she wanted to say but "had to tell me in person?" I push the thought aside and stare down at my pizza.
"You....okay....?" Cal asks, noticing me staring. I snap back into reality
"Huh! Oh-yea, sorry."
He looks me directly in the eyes and frowns. I shake it off and dig into my pizza.

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Authors Note

REAAAALLLLYYYY short chapter I've kinda forgot about the story.... :\ but I promise I will be writing more in the future and hopefully being really active on here :-) thanks for all the reads guys,, I really appreciate it. Stop hatin' and stay potatin' love you guys xx

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