The bell rang after our last class of the day. I quickly went to my locker to unpack everything and then to pack everything I needed in order to do my homework. Today I didn't have much to do, considering we only had three days left until summer break.
I shut my locker and turned around to be faced with none other than my history teacher, Miss Vulgar.
"Oh hi Miss Vulgar, can I help you with anything?" I politely asked. She was one of the most bitter teachers in this school, even the other teachers are afraid of her. She had a stern look on her crippled face, and she was holding a small packet.
"Ms Edwards, you got a D on your history final. Unless you would like to bring your final grade up to at least a B, I suggest you retake the exam." Miss Vulgar said while shoving the small packet in my face. All I saw was a big red 'D' plastered on the front page.
"Oh fu- I mean shoot. My parents are gonna kill me! Um when would I be able to retake-"
"Tomarrow before school. Be prepared." She interrupted me and my mouth nearly clung down to the floor when she said I have to retake the exam tomorrow morning.
"Tomorrow? Morning?" I asked and she shook her head.
"But-" Then she waved the packet in my face, mocking me with my grade. I sighed and gave up, for who could really win an argument with this hag.
"Alright, tomorrow morning." She walked away with a smug smile on her face, also yelling at teens who weren't out of the school gates yet. I walked out of school with my arms crossed and tried looking for Cara and Adeline. Usually they would wait for me near the front door, but they weren't here.
"They left." I heard a familiar voice speak. My eyebrows knotted together as a tall lanky figure came out from the bushes. I scoffed at how he was just sitting over there, like somewhat of a creep.
"What were you doing there?" I asked, my arms still folded on my chest.
"I just sit down in the grass and think," He paused to look at me. It was very faint, but I swear i could've seen a smirk. "so I heard you gotta prepare for your retake history exam tomorrow morning."
"What? How'd you know?"
"You were right by the front door and I have excellent hearing." He said proudly like some first grader winning the spelling bee. I just rolled my eyes and began to walk home. Although I didn't like him, I still wanted him to follow me, since his prescence was somewhat enjoyable.
I hear footsteps coming from behind me and I have the tiniest smile glued to my face. Suddenly I saw that dressed in black, tall, lanky figure again.
"I could help you study." Luke offered and I stopped dead in my tracks. He turned around to look at me and my mouth was held open just the slightest bit.
"No way. Does Luke fucking Hemmings actually want to do something nice for me?" I said in a sarcastic tone.
"Depends. Is Erin fucking Edwards gonna pay me?" He fired back. I rolled my eyes. Of course I expected something to come from me too. He couldn't just tutor me without getting anything.
"Fine. How much?"
"Nah I don't want money, I want to hang out n shit." Luke saidchecking his phone, and typing away.
"Fuckboy." I said my eyes widening. "You are a fuckboy! You are not some emo, depressed kid that everybody thinks you are! You are just a fricking fuckboy."
"Oh you got me. I have sex with girls to wash away all my problems. I get drunk to make me ahppy for the next few hours. Congratulations Edwards, you figured out the smallest bit of who I really am." Luke said stepping closer to me. I started to get scared about the way Luke was acting.
"W-What?" I stuttered. I bit on my lip to strop it from quivering. Luke just had a plain smirk painted onto his face.
"Just kidding. I'm not like that at all." Luke said and laughed. I stared at him for a solid five minutes like he was a total freak.
"Don't you fucking scare me like that again." I said sternly. I started to walk away from him again, and he followed me.
"Fine I'm sorry." Luke said and he chuckled.
"No you're not. You are a living piece of shit, Hemmings." We were at my front door and I looked him straight in the eyes. It felt like the world stopped spinning, like it was only me and Luke. Slowly he inched closer to me and our lips touched and it felt like sparks flew everywhere. When I tried to deepen the kiss by sliding my tongue in, Luke pulled away and I could feel my cheeks burning.
"Sorry. I, uh gotta go now." Luke said and turned on his heel and walked away. I let out a sigh of frustration as I went inside my house. My parents weren't home, as usual. They were off on some business trip for the next three weeks. I dropped my bag on the floor and took off my shoes. I went inside the kitchen to get a glass of water before I study.
It was all just so confusing. Luke was confusing. He's the one that kissed me. What was his problem? Was it me?
After I finished my glass of water I washed it and put the glass back. I took my bag and headed upstairs to do my homework and study. Luke was supposed to help me study, but after that, I wouldn't even want to help me study. That made absolute zero sense. But anyways I turned on my phone and saw I had one new message.
Unknown Number: sorry I couldn't help you study, maybe next time edwards.
I realized the only person that calls me by my last name was none other than Luke. I decided to give a very special someone a phone call.
"Yeah Mikey, I need some help."
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THIS CHAPTER SUCKS BALLS I KNOW. BUT OHHH IS MIKEY ERIN's BF ORRR
BUT COMMENT IF YOU SHIP MERIN OR VOTE IF YOU SHIP LURIN
(IM WORKING ON BETTER SHIP NAMES LMAO)
BUT YAY I UPDATED YASS
I PROMISE I'll BE ON MORE ! ILYGSM :*
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fuckboy - l.h ※
Fanfictionfuck•boy (n.)A manipulating dick who does whatever it takes to benefit him, regardless of who he screws over. They will screw over anyone and everyone as long they get what they want.