-Luke's pov-
I walked to my locker slowly. It was already a bad day, and school hadnt even started yet.
I slowly put in my combo, messing up twice. I almost gave up and skipped, but I knew my mom would kill me. So i put it in and it opened, thank god.
I saw the note in its usual place, but there was something new. A red rose. It was pretty. Very pretty. But I didn't touch the rose, or the note. I was upset, plus i didnt wanna crush the rose. So I just grabbed my history book and slammed the locker shut.
My crush came up to me. "Hey luke." He said. "Hi calum." I smiled. "You okay?" He asked. "Yeah just, people." I sighed. "Oh. Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked. "Its just, they don't really like me. They're mean." I said. "Oh. Well, you can talk to me about anything if you need to." He told me. "Uh, thanks." I said. He nodded.
We started walking again and I remembered he had math, right next to my history class. Yay.
Right before he went in his class, he smiled. "I'm here for you dude" he said. I nodded and walked into my history class. I sat down, still confused. What just happened?
Why would calum, of all people, talk to me? He was popular. Not the most popular kid in school, but still popular. A lot more popular than me. Why would he care?
He wouldn't.
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Secret Admirer (cake)
Hayran KurguLuke keeps getting little love notes and letters and gifts in his locker. He doesn't know who they're from, since the person giving them go him puts their name as 'your secret admirer' He wants to know who they're from, so he tries to figure it out...
