Luke's POV
I ran into class with only a few minutes left until the bell rang. Guess who was sitting right next to the only empty desk left? You were right. It was the blonde from Starbucks.
I sat down and pretended like I hadn't seen her before. I had to get her attention somehow. I couldn't just be that guy who sat next to her and did nothing.
"Can I borrow a pencil?" I whisper to her.
"Um, yeah sure," she says as she reaches into her bag and hands me one.
That was pathetic. I seriously just asked her for a pencil. I'm such a dumb ass.
The rest of the class, I kinda spaced out. The teacher talked about some shit I didn't pay attention to.
I left as soon as the bell rang. I couldn't embarrass myself in front of her. I had to make the first move. But how?
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Broken
Teen FictionAll her life, Madison has never liked herself for who she was. She always saw herself as wasted space. But when she comes to college and meets Luke, everything changes.
