On Monday, I decided to dress like Emma. I pull out a red leather miniskirt that I had reserved for Halloween and a black tank top. I also wear a push-up bra. I even got up early to straighten my hair.
On our way to school, Devin expressed some disgust in the way that I'm dressed. I don't tell him why, though.
At school, I follow Devin to the lockers. Some of the guys at the locker turn to look towards me. Devin punches the guy next to him in the shoulder.
Emma smiles at me and grabs my hand. She drags me into the bathroom and we stand in front of a mirror.
"Girl, what's going on?!" She squeals. "You look hot."
I can't help but to smile at her affirmations. I mean, if Luke's only complain about Emma was that she left him for Chris, there was clearly more she that she did right. I want to be a new Emma to him.
I nod. "I need to learn."
She digs through her bag. "Okay. So tell me what you guys have done so far."
I push my boobs up in my bra to create more cleavage. "Well he just touched me."
"Did you finish?"
"Finish what?"
Emma laughs. "You've got to get over this innocence."
The bell rings. I follow her out the bathroom and down the hallway.
"The first thing you need to know about Luke is he likes to play hard to get. He'll act like he doesn't like it and he will get mad, but he actually does like it. Oh, and as for hickeys, you need to suck and bite. Start off by just breathing on his neck for a couple minutes. He really likes that. Then give him a hickey.
And he likes girls that are quiet in bed."
Fourth hour comes and I excitedly sit down. The bell rings, but I notice Luke's not there. I decide to sneak out of the room to go find him.
I walk down the empty halls and finally into the locker commons. Across the commons, I see a tall blond guy with a red flannel leaving the school. I run over to the doors and I follow him outside. I can tell it's Luke by the way he hunches with his hands in his pocket. He's also wearing a black beanie. I keep about one hundred feet of distance.
The air is frisk and cold. It's awful with bare arms, but I persevere. Luke approaches the quiet intersection and he walks across the street. That's when I see another guy there. It takes me a second to realize who that other guy is. I'm about to hide behind a tree when the guy makes eye contact with me.
I walk across the street. Luke turns around with his sunglasses in and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. He raises his eyebrows at me.
"Bea's changed." Ethan says.
Luke crosses his arms. I expect him to say something, but he doesn't. It's more so like he's waiting for me. I figure if Ethan was still dangerous, Luke would tell me to leave.
"How are you?" I reply to Ethan.
Luke shakes his arms out of his flannel. "We've been having some issues with Chris and Emma lately if you couldn't tell. It appears we talked to one of them recently. Who told you to dress like this?"
I cross my arms. "Neither."
He puts his flannel around my shoulders. "Neither, huh? So you just happened to dress like Emma today?"
"I dressed this way for you." I grit.
Luke snaps. "If I wanted someone who dressed like Emma, I would be with Emma."
My heart sinks thinking about what Emma said yesterday. I frown. "I'm sure you would."
I turn around and i begin to head back towards the school. I hear Luke curse underneath his breath. His footsteps trail behind me.
"Beatrice," he calls. "I didn't mean it like that."
I don't turn around—I keep walking. Then I hear his footsteps speed up. He jumps in front of me which causes me to stop. Luke takes my chin in his hand and forces me to look up at him. He leans down and connects our lips in a matter of seconds.
"I like you for who you are." Luke mumbles.
I look down once again. "I just want to get better at things."
"Then tell me! We can work through it! I'm your boyfriend, aren't I?"
My eyes go wide. Butterflies fly in my stomach. "You are?"
Luke's defensive tone backs down. His voice gets soft. "Am I?"
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Psycho | Beatrice
Fanfiction"Luke," I cry. He interrupts me. "I need you to trust me. Please. I love you and I would never hurt you. We're going to get out of here."
