Nobodies [ a. irwin ]

ten

Some people hate school.

Well, I hate the people at school.

The thought came to me as I leaned on my locker and observed with a disgusted face as a couple, who looked like freshmen, practically sucked each other face's in the middle of the hallway.

To be honest, I don't even think they knew what they were doing with their mouths at this point.

Someone laughed beside me and a familiar voice spoke. ''Disgusted much, are we?''

I turned around and saw Luke Hemmings leaned on the locker next to me, smirking.

I almost panicked.

Not because of him. Or at least not entirely because of him. It was because he attracted too much attention. And that was something I definitely didn't need.

As if on cue, students walking on the hallway started looking at us. First at Luke and then down at me.

Some of them turned around to their friends with mocking faces, loving an excuse to gossip, and others raised their eyebrows in confusion. Some girls even shot me angry looks and I suddenly had the urge to roll my eyes at them for acting so childish and idiotic.

I could practically hear them asking themselves: Why is Luke Hemmings with that girl? Wait, who's that girl again?

I had to keep myself from growling at them. Assholes.

That's when I realized I hadn't even replied to Luke. Double shit.

I hummed a yeah with a nod, feeling uncomfortable in such a social situation. As usual.

Almost as if he sensed my discomfort, Luke sighed deeply, running his hand trough his blonde hair. ''I envy you sometimes, you know.''

I turned to him fully this time, my eyebrows raised with surprise and, well, a bit of disbelief as well.

''Why?'' I asked curiously.

He chuckled shortly, shoving his hands in his leather jacket's pockets. ''I don't mean this as an offense or anything but before the dinner, I had no idea you even came to our school. You're..'' He trailed off, trying to find the right word.

''Invisible.'' I completed his phrase with another nod.

He shot me a look that was almost apologetic and I shook my head at him, waving it off.

I honestly didn't mind being, or being called, invisible. I never was one who enjoyed being under the spotlight anyway. I think I lacked the simplest of social skills, in fact. Not that I cared.

''Well, anyways, I guess I don't envy you particularly.'' He laughed humorlessly, looking straight ahead at nothing in particular. ''I suppose I envy anyone who doesn't have to deal with people whispering about their life and their every move as if it was any of their goddamn business. Constantly.'' He glared angrily at people passing by. I noticed his fists clench. ''They may not even know you, but they're more than willing to talk about you as if they did. And the worst part of it all is that I still care about what they say about me. I let their opinions get to me. I hate that.'' He gritted his teeth, trying to control his emerging rage.

''People are assholes. That's why I prefer fiction.'' I joked to try to lighten the suddenly very heavy mood, crossing my arms against my chest.

Luke laughed, a grateful smile replacing the frown that had been on his face just a second earlier. ''I get you.''

//

''You know Hemmings?'' Ashton asked me on lunch period, a single eyebrow raised in curiosity behind his black-framed glasses.

I suddenly had the urge to pinch his cheeks. I bit the inside of my cheek to contain myself before nodding and answering his question. ''I do.''

''How?'' He asked with that same cute, curious face.

''Stop.'' I suddenly said.

His eyebrows tilted upwards, as if in surprise, and then knitted together in confusion. ''Why?'' He asked, sounding nervous.

''Stop being so cute.'' I said but it came out almost as a whisper.

His face immediately lightened up, one of the widest and brightest smiles I've ever seen appearing on his face, along with dimples so deep you could practically bury a corpse in them. His glasses were slightly falling off the tip of his nose and in that very moment I swore his smile could make flowers grow.

''Well, what if I can't?'' He replied in a low, almost hoarse tone, not seeming to be able to stop that beautiful smile that blessed his features.

''Then I guess I'm screwed.'' I whispered mostly to myself, and so quietly I thought maybe he hadn't heard me. But he did. And although it seemed impossible to me, his smile managed to grow even bigger.

//

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