Day thirteen, it should be fifteen but they skipped two days last week. It's been a little over a month, more like six or seven weeks since Luke and Aria have started this wonderful little arrangement of theirs.
If they're calculations are correct, they've only got around eight or nine weeks left. Multiply that by three, approximately 27 working days left, or 24 if they're lucky!
Aria's hoping that the school will give up, or forget about their arrangements sooner than later – she's betting on when they come back from December break – although, the office doesn't seem to know what to do with her or Luke anymore.
Today, on this lovely Wednesday afternoon, the pair have been escorted to the library to do nothing. Absolutely nothing. As if they're in a real form of detention where they just have to wait out the hour until going home.
Aria and Luke are in the secret corner on the upper floor of the library, she could walk out and drive home, but there's a supervisor waiting by the door to stop her. It's quite ridiculous, what if she needed to use the bathroom?
She and Luke do not need a supervisor to make sure they don't leave, sure, the two have been taking advantage of how relaxed the after school detention has become. And based on the ruckus they made on Monday afternoon, the best that could be done is not to call off the stupid form of punishment, but to send a supervisor.
"There's got to be a way for us to sneak out," Luke groans. "How can they expect us to sit here for the next forty-minutes, doing nothing. I could fucking do that at home," he rants.
"Dude, just take a nap or something." Aria mindlessly replies, earbuds in as she scrolls through social media.
"With you around?" He questions, "That's literally a death wish, and I don't trust you." He adds, sitting up on the couch, "There's gotta be something to do."
"You're literally acting like a child," she says, "go on your phone, take a nap, listen to music. Don't drag me into your fucking wave of boredom."
"Hey, do you think that if we get into a fight, they'd let us leave?" He asks, reaching a new found desperation.
"Don't you have a class to study for?" She questions, hoping to get him to stop talking to her. "You're always complaining about not having enough time to study, so just do it now."
"My laptop's dead."
"The library has chargers."
"Whatever, there's no point in studying for forty-minutes." Luke sighs, laying down on the couch and staring up at the ceiling. "I don't have anything to study for either way."
"Oh yeah? I thought single slit diffraction was kicking your ass." She mentions, recalling their little conversation last week, the one-sided battle between biology and higher level physics. "Shouldn't you go to the Revision Village and do some practice questions?"
The blond sits up, "You were listening to me?" In shock that Aria actually paid attention to what he said. No one ever listens to him rant about physics, they all kind of zone out, but Aria actually remembered the single slit diffraction.
"Oh, yes, I remember your brag about simple harmonic motion and single slit diffusion all too well." She hums, uninterested with the conversation, she's keeping him entertained – entertained enough to leave her alone – and hopefully, inspire him to study and stay quiet.
Of course, she thought wrong.
"It means nothing to me, considering I don't care and have no interest in physics." She adds.
"Well, obviously, but here let me explain it – because I literally went home that day and studied the entire thing – since it's quite easy once you get it." He rambles.
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BAD OMENS ✬ luke hemmings
Fanfiction"what happened to us?" "well, we hated each other." she hates him, he hates her. petty rivalry, rumours, comments tore their friendship apart. they can't be around each other and everyone knows that. though after taking it too far, the two are sub...
