-macks pov- I rushed home excited to finally get to see Luke and see why he wasn't at school. I knew he might be sick so I brought our favorite game, call of duty. I knocked on the Forrests door waiting for an answer. Sherry opened the door, her eyes were red and so were her cheeks. I started to panic. "Sherry oh my god are you okay? What happened?" I asked frantically.
"It's about Luke."
"What happened? Where is he? Is he okay?" I panicked.
"I can't believe he didn't tell you. I raised my son better!" She grumbled angry.
"Sherry! What didn't he tell me?" I whined.
"Luke, he.. Simon Cowell.. Signed... Contract.. Music deal... I.." She stammered.
"Sherry... What's wrong?" I asked cautiously.
"Why don't you sit down, come on in" she softly offered.
I nodded walking in and sitting on the couch.
"Luke, he got a record deal finally. He got signed by Simon Cowell. They left this morning. I though he told you.. I-I'm so sorry Mack. If I knew he wasn't going to tell you, I would have invited you over to tell him goodbye.." She whimpered ashamed. The tears were streaming down my face. "He texted me, saying that he didn't tell you and it'd be best if I told you, I tried, believe me, I tried to convince him to tell you, since you guys are best friends for crying out loud! But he decided he'd be stubborn!"
I shook my head the tears streaming. "I'm glad you told me, but I have to go" I rushed out running across the street to my own house. I took out my phone and clicked on Luke's contact. 'Hope your proud to leave you best freaking friend for something great without telling me, you jerk' I sent the text and waited for a reply. I glanced at my phone to see the 'read at 4:45' message at the bottom of the screen. "What a jerk!" I screeched falling in my bed. Before I knew what was happening my fingers started to type. 'Have fun with you new life. You could have told me that you got signed. I thought we were best friends. But whatever. Goodbye Luke Carter Forrest.' I sent the text and threw my phone against the wall. I placed my head in my hands and cried.
I must've fallen asleep because when I woke up it was 8. I groaned getting under the covers and started planning out how I'm going to stay in this bed the rest of my life.
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I was awoken by being shaken by my mom. "Hon, it's time for school." She said softly."Mmph.." I mumbled my eyes watering as reality settled.
"What's wrong?"
"He just.. Left." I whispered the tears streaming down my face.
"Who left?" My mom curious voice brought me back out of my thoughts.
"Luke" I whimpered clinging onto her. I felt her hand wrap around me.
"Shh... Mack, It'll be okay. You'll survive. He'll come back I promise you sweet heart." She soothed.
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Teen FictionMack, 16 years old, she has a best friend named Luke. She denies it but she likes him and it's obvious. Luke, 17 years old, he's always had a dream that he will become a singer. What will happen when a miracle of a British guy, Simon cowell decides...