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Enemies to lovers

God.

Luke Michaelson.

His gorgeous brown hair.

His baby green eyes.

His ridiculously white, perfectly straight  teeth.

I couldn't believe that someone as popular as him, would like me.

Now, I wasn't a loser, yet, I wasn't a popular kid. I was just normal. I still remember the day he asked me out.  

I smiled happily to myself, excited for our date to maccas. My breath hitched, in the corner of my eye, I saw him look at Amara, the same way he used to look at me....

"Katrina Robertson!"  my teacher snapped. "Pay attention!"

 "Yes, miss. Sorry, miss." I mumbled. I got a notification on my apple watch. It was from Luke. I smiled to myself , looking back at his gorgeous face. He was looking at Amara, them both quickly pulling away from each other. They both looked up at me, giving me  small, shy smile. My gut was telling something was wrong, that he was no longer in love with me. But I just simply brushed  off, he loved me, more than anything, right? I saw a pair of eyes, glaring into Luke's pure soul, those pair of eyes belonged to Alexzander Maguire.

I despised him, to the very core. The way he talked. To the way he acted.

RiNg

"Homework is-"

We all rushed out, it was the end of the school year. No one wanted homework.

"God.." my teacher muttered harshly. I collected all my stuff, walking up to the teachers desk.

"Thank you Miss-" I began

"Oh stop being such a stuck up. Now shoo" she hissed

I glared at her, she was never the best teacher. I began to make my way out of the classroom before someone harshly pulled me over.

" We need to break up."

"W-what?"

"We need to break up." Luke repeated

"Why?! What did I do-"

"I like Amara, okay?! Goodbye Katrina." he snapped