Chapter 3

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CHAPTER 3:

            “So, how’s the nerd doing?” Luke asked me, chuckling.

            Surprising him, I replied, “She’s pretty hot. I’ll introduce you, man. But be warned, that chick has got a temper and she can hit pretty hard.”

            Luke laughed. “Has she kicked your balls yet, haha?”

            I chortled. “Nearly, it’s bound to happen though.

            “She hates me,” I said, my voice in disappointment and shock. No one could hate Drew Armstrong, no one.

            Luke nudged my shoulder gently. “Naw man, no one hates Drew Charmstrong.”

            I grinned slightly at the nickname. “Well, Amy does.”

            “Amy? Cute name.”

            I smirked, my mood lightening. “Well it’s Amethyst, but I call her Amy. It pisses her off, and that girl is smokin’ when she’s angry!”

            Luke laughed and stood up. “That’s the Drew I know. C’mon, you should introduce me.”

            “What now?” I asked, shocked.

            Luke started to bounce. “Yeah, man! I wanna see if she’s as hot as you say she is.”

            I smirked hugely and dragged him to the library. “She’s probably in here.”

            I opened the door and started to search the place. Just before I was about to leave, a voice called out:

            “How many times am I going to have to tell you that the gym is on the other side of the school, you dumbass?”

            My face lit up with a smile, and genuinely, not a smirk. Luke raised his eyebrow.

            “Who the fuck is that?” He asked angrily.

            I grinned. “Amy, c’mon, she’s here somewhere.”

            Luke’s eyes bugged out. “You have the hots for a girl who calls you a dumbass? You are a dumbass, dude!”

            Luke guffawed, and I shoved him into a wall. “Shut up, man. When you see her, you’ll understand why I let her call me so many terrible things.”

            Luke raised his eyebrow. “A’ight.”

            I couldn’t find her, and my eyebrows scrunched in frustration. Then a brilliant idea came to mind; I would make her come to me.

            “Amy? Amy, where are you? AMY?” I said, knowing that saying my name for her would surely bring her out to yell at me.

            I was right.

            “Shut the fuck up, you dumbass! It’s Thyst, no it’s AMETHYST to you! Don’t you dare call me Amy!” She spat out.

            Just as I started to smirk, she punched my chest. I fell back, forgetting how strong she was.

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