Chapter Three~

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~Skylar's POV~

"Umm. Hi," I mumbled to the 6 foot giant stranger.

"Oh," He turned his head to me, "Uh. Hi."

He ran away. What the fuck?

Skylar: I'm so confused.

Taylor: Why so my child?

Skylar: Uh the tall one, Luke I think, walked over, said hi, and left? Wtf? xD

Taylor: They're all tall. That boy probably wanted your number. *wiggles eyebrows*

Skylar: Ha. If he wanted it he'd ask. Quit trying to make everything so romantic. You're strange. xD

I looked up to a body towering over me.

"Uh," I looked up a bit more, "Hello?"

It was the shorter blonde boy with curly hair; "Uh hi. My friend Luke over there," he pointed to the taller blonde boy, "He uh, wants your uh number.. I see why."

"Oh umm," I looked down, mumbling my number.

"K thanks," He smiled, "I'm Ashton."

"Okay?" I said more like a question than a statement.

My mom wiggled her eyebrows next to me, and I just rolled my eyes. Ashton had walked back over to his group of friends, and they were all just talking.

I saw 'Luke' grab his phone and type away. Something told me he was texting me, but half of me was like: 'Hoe no one likes you, why would he?'

So I listened to that half.

UnKnown: Uh, hi. It's Lucas, aka Luke. Kind of in the store with you. :-)

I looked down, laughing. Idiot.

Skylar: you're obviously not the smartest. Anywhore, why'd you want my number exactly?

I typed while walking with my mom.

Luke: Oh umm. You're just really pretty, and I wanted to get to know you.. you don't have to talk to me if you don't want to. :-(

Skylar: No. You're cute btw c: But yeah you seem nice, and yeah. I'll talk to you. And why thank you for the compliment. *pets head* My fellow peasant.

Luke: Omg you're strange. x'D Enjoy the weirdo life.

Skylar: Why I am, thank you. c:

My mom looked over my shoulder, and to me. She wiggled her eyebrows.

"Mom," I looked at her, "No. No no no no. I just met him. Stop."

My mom just rolled her eyes, smirking, and picked up some bread. "Oh but your father and I started out as just friends, and when we just met."

I rolled my eyes, "Bye mom," I joked, walking away.

"Skylar! Come here!" My mom yelled.

"Shh mom," I laughed, "I would never ever run away," I rolled my eyes, "Like ever."

"Why'd you even come?" My mom looked at me.

I shrugged, "Not sure. But ey, a band couldn't quit looking at me."

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It's been 4 days since I met Lucas, I've decided to call him that, and we've been talking a lot. Like, a mother fucking lot.

Luke: Hey.

Skylar: Hullo Lucas.

Luke: Love the nickname. Anyway, you wanna come over? :-| Or can I come to you? Idk I just wanna hang out.

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