Dusk h.s.

Chapter 86

Monday comes around quickly. It seems like the weekend went by so fast without warning.

I walk into Mr. Fill's class, sitting behind Luke.

"Hey love." He says.

I soon realize that Luke has no idea I slept with Harry. Maybe it's best if he never finds out.

"Hey!"

"Meet me and Gabbi after class."

"Why?"

"We wanna talk to you about something."

My head swims with possibilities.

After class, I walk with Luke to the front of the school where Gabbi is leaning against the trophy case, talking to Ashton.

He soon kisses her and disappears down the hallway just as we walk up.

"So what's this about?" I ask.

"What do you think it's about?" Gabbi asks.

"Let me guess....Harry?"

"We have nothing to do with Harry. Neither do you. This is about us."

"Us?"

"Yeah. Us."

I raise my eyebrows. "You wanna elaborate on this 'us'?"

"Luke wants us to be friends."

"And this is an issue because....."

"Because I don't like your friends."

"Brynn and Natalye? What's not to like?"

"They're fake."

"You don't know them. They're actually really sweet."

"Well, I'm not getting along with them and I just wanted you to know that."

"Okay."

"But that doesn't mean you two can't at least try to be friends." Luke barges in.

"Yeah, let's hang out sometime."

My eyebrows raise. "Sometime?"

"Yeah. Let's chill after school or something."

I shrug. "I mean, it's not a bad idea."

"Alright, so it's settled."

"I guess so."

***

After school, Gabbi meets me at my locker and we walk to my car.

"So, where's your house again?"

"Look, I'll direct the way." She says.

When we finally get to her house, I admire it's large structure and capacity.

"This is your house?" My eyes bulge out of my head as I walk inside. "What the fuck?"

"Like it?"

"This probably costs more than my entire neighborhood."

She shrugs. "It's not that much." She leads me to the back door where I see a huge pool through the window. "That's the pool."

"Well obviously."

"Bitch."

"Slut."

She rolls his eyes and continues to walk upstairs to her room. When I get into her king size bedroom, she plops down on the bed while I stand awkwardly at the door.

"What are you doing?" She asks.

"What am I supposed to be doing?"

"Well sit down loser."