Beautiful Tragedy

Chapter 11

Tom's POV

"How much?" I asked him.

"30 bucks," he smirked.

"30 bucks for this piece of shit?"

"Hey! This is strong shit and almost impossible to get your hands on. Take it or leave it," he said as I handed him 30 fucking dollars.

This will show that red haired little twirp.

Luke's POV

As I stared at my reflection through the bathroom mirror, I felt bile rise up my throat. He made me look absolutely disgusting. But on the bright side, there was no doubt that he had gotten into a fight with Scarlett.

I washed my face before heading out of the toilet and towards my locker. When I opened it, a note was there laying at the top of my stack of books. Skimming through the words on the paper, I ran straight to the gym. I blinked a few times to make sure I wasn't dreaming. I mean I knew Scar must have fought with Tom but never would I have ever expected this.

"Coach, look what I got," I showed him the note as his eyes widen.

"Luke, meet me at the place that we first met at 6 - Scarlett," he read out.

"She even signed it with a heart, look," I said excitedly gesturing to the heart drawn next to her name.

I can't believe she actually wants to meet me for the first time.

"What place is she talking about?" Coach asked me.

"I can't tell you, it's our little secret."

"Are you sure this isn't a trick, I mean are you even sure she remembers the first time the two of you met?"

"She wouldn't trick me."

"Luke, Scarlett isn't as perfect as you think. But if you're sure then congrats I guess. You might be a step closer to winning against Tom."

"Ya. What do you think she wants to talk to me about?"

"Maybe she wants to apologise for the way Tom and his friends have been treating you."

"After a year? Wouldn't she have done that earlier. I mean she never even tried to stop it until 2 days ago. She would usually just watch."

"You still think she's perfect?"

"She is, she just doesn't know it yet."

"Let's start getting you in shape for Scarlett."

"About that, I don't think it's working. I feel exactly the same."

"The change won't happen overnight, although you aren't the same from the first time I saw you."

"How so?"

"Your arms Luke."

" They're still floppy."

"But now you have some muscles on it . You want to see more change, get up and get on the treadmill," he said as I groaned, I hate this.

Scar's POV

*Scar, things got quite out of hand yesterday. I said a lot of stupid shit yesterday so could I come round your dorm, I really need to talk to you.*

I texted Tom a quick sure before carrying on with my usual routine. I don't even know why we fought yesterday, it was so stupid. Must be because of Luke, as usual. He has to stop fucking with my life.