discovered [m.c]

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Before I know it, Friday has arrived, and so has my date with Luke. All week, we've been texting each other, and I swear he couldn't get any cuter. He constantly tells me how he feels about me, and it's amazing to have someone feel this way about you.

The only problem, is that I think I may have feelings for Michael also. Why I would have feelings for him, hell if I know. He is rarely kind to me, but I still have a small part of me that wants to find out more about the boy.

He's very mysterious, and I guess I am just trying to figure him out. But knowing me, this will all end bad, because I have good intentions that normally don't turn out very well.

I lie in bed waiting for my alarm clock to go off. It won't go off for another 40 minutes, but honestly, if you just lie there and think about your life for a while, you don't really think about going back sleep because well, it just isn't worth it.

I stare into the darkness, and think of about 30 different scenarios of how this date could go, and most of them are horrible. I'm not the best at the whole dating thing, so who knows how this is going to go.

I shake the thoughts from my mind, and finally get tired of waiting for the alarm to go off, and drag myself out of bed.

I walk into the bathroom and take about a 20 minute sigh when I look at my appearance. I look like I haven't slept in weeks, and my hair is tangled horribly. I work my best on my hair, and do my best to at least look like I'm half alive.

I get dressed quickly, in just a simple outfit. I take a last look in the mirror, and head downstairs for breakfast. For some reason, my brother doesn't have school today, but I somehow do. So at least I don't have to worry about dragging him with me. My mom is also still in bed, because she is off work this week and next. Seems like I'm the only one who actually has to do stuff today.

I quickly eat, and then head off to school. The weather this morning is quite chilly, and it's actually already started to rain a little. The drive there is quiet beside the faint noise that comes from the windshield wipers.

Once I arrive, I don't see Luke. Which is weird, considering he's always here before me in the mornings. He's probably just running late. I tell myself.

I walk in the building as the rest of the students continues to stay outside. I need discuss a few things with a few of my teachers about my grades.

I'm about to reach my math teachers classroom when the door beside me opens, and I'm pulled in. I would have screamed, but the hand covering my mouth wouldn't allow me. I stick my tongue and lick the hand covering my mouth. Considering I'm being pulled into a closet, with who knows accompanying me, it's probably not the best situation to lick their hand, with all these diseases going around these days, but who ever it is lets me go the minute my tongue comes in contact with his hand.

I turn the light on and realize I'm in the janitors closet. And I also start to calm down when I realize the person accompanying me, is Luke.

"Please don't ever do that again," I say sighing. Even though he meant no harm, it still freaked me out.

He chuckles and says, "I'm sorry,"

"It's fine, don't worry about it. Just next maybe give me a warning,"

He laughs and so do i. I look down and notice that his foot is in a mop bucket, so that causes me to laugh even harder. The best thing about a situation like this, is that hopefully you can find something to laugh at, otherwise it may just be awkward.