Three

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Amber's P.O.V

I haltingly turned around, and was met by a tall blonde boy. He has his hair perfectly gelled up in a semi- messy style and his blue eyes looked so angelic. His Nike backpack was slung over one shoulder, and his hands were shoved into his pockets. His blue flannel, that complemented his eyes was tightly wrapped around his torso, and he wore black jeans that were ripped right above his knee caps.

He glanced down at me, bit his lip ring and nervously asked " Umm, I - I was wondering if this seat was taken?"

I let out a soft sigh " No, I guess not." I answered bluntly.

"So the seat is available meaning I can sit here ?" He questioned with an enormous smile that reached his cheeks. He had two dimples deeply engraved below his cheek bone. There was no way that I could put this boy down. So I simply nodded." I'm Luke by the way." He added. "Amber" I replied. He took my sports bag, along with his bag and shoved them in the small cabinet above our seats."Damn it" I heard him obnoxiously groan when his finger got caught in the cabinets door. I found myself slightly chuckling at his behavior, which he joined in.

"So ..." I asked him once he settled in his seat, " what's bringing you to camp viola? Not to be rude, but you don't look like the type that would play a violin."

" I'm just working at the cafeteria for the summer." He stumbled quickly.

I tucked a piece of my irritating baby hair behind my ear, " oh, do they pay you well?" I questioned.

He looked up at me confused, raising an eyebrow, and then a sudden burst of realization took over his features. "Oh no, I'm forced to work there." He chuckled, " For service hours, there is no pay." He responded. "However," he smirked "I may not play the violin, but I'm a pretty rad guitarist."

I gazed at him in shock. On the outside he looked like a gentlemen, but his vocabulary and hobbies screamed something totally different. I admired this boy.

"Surprise, surprise! " he giggled.

We talked about little things for the rest of our ride, like our hobbies, and what-not. I realized this boy was a lot like me, I swear he could be my long lost twin brother. Time speed by and we finally reached the campsite. One by one, we exited the coach bus and received our bags.

Once I collected our bags, I turned around, to see a furious Luke jumping in circles, and waving his arms wildly in the air. He looked as if he was having a seizure. I started laughing hysterically at the sight, and his blue eyes shot up at me.

"Amber! It's not funny !" He yelled. "My legs fell asleep and they feel all tingly!" He practically cried. He started stomping more harshly, trying to give his foot a wake up call . I started laughing even harder knowing the reason behind his ridiculous 'dance.' I clenched my side, and wiped underneath my watery eyes as Luke recovered and walked toward me. I held out his backpack for him, which he instantly snatched.

"Haha very funny." He sarcastically chuckled.

"It was indeed." I smirked.

He ignored my remark and asked "so, which cabin are we choosing?"

Whoop whoop!! Chapter three is complete, I'm so happy even though I'm no we're near finished. If you have any ideas for this book, comment and I'll surely use your idea. And for all you wondering, she meets ashton next chapter !!!
- Anna 💜

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