Kidnapped By 5sos || Luke Hemmings

Chapter 68

Marcy's P.O.V

The boy's are back in L.A !

Unfortunately I won't be with them today, or tomorrow, or after that because you know.... edumacation is firstest.

And they're writing songs for the new album anyway.

"Mars!" Eline pushes me.

"What?" I whisper while the teacher is giving a lecture.

"Quit dozing off!" She laughs quietly.

"But, i'm so tired." I yawn.

"One more hour and you get to go home."

"Yeah but i'm tired now."

"Excuse me, Ms. Delarosa and Ms. Garcia. Would you like to let us join in your conversation?" The teacher puts all the attention on us.

"Um, why would we want that ?" Eiline laughs.

"Well it seems to be much more important than what I'm trying to teach you guys."

"Well, it is pretty boring." Eiline says.

"Oh my god ! Eiline !" I nudge her. "I'm sorry Mrs. William. She was just trying to keep me awake."

"Yeah, she's falling asleep from all your boring talking." Eiline butts in.

"Excuse me?" Mrs. Williams looks mad.

"I'm sorry for her. I just didn't get much sleep last night."

"Hmm." Eiline shuts up.

"You want to add anything Ms. Garcia?" The teacher ask.

"Nope. I'm done." She smiles widely.

Oh my god. 

Why Eiline?

Why ?

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The last school bell rings signaling that SCHOOL IS OVER.

"What are you doing today?" I ask Eiline.

"I'm going out with Kyle." She frowns.

"Oh, well what's wrong with that?" I ask her.

"He's been acting really distant lately."

"Really? How?" I ask her.

"Marcy ! Eiline !" Kyle gets out of his car, right as Eiline was about to tell me.

"I have to go. I'll tell you later." She tells me walking over to Kyle.

Kyle waves at me and gets in the car looking irritated at Eiline.

I walk back in school and sit on one of the benches watching my brother play basketball.

My phone buzzes.

Lukey Poo : Hi :-)

Me : Hi c: 

I smile to myself.

It's cute that Luke still puts noses on his smiley faces.

Lukey Poo : Where are you?

Me : School why ?

He stops replying after that.

My brother comes walking towards me.

"Marcy, you have a dollar ? I don't have change and i'm thirsty." He tells me, out of breath.

I reach into my bag taking my wallet out and giving him a dollar.

"Thank you." He says before walking away.