Don't go || m.c

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I  wake up early from something wet and disgusting sliding up my face, my  eyes snap open to see that that it was Calum who was licking me, I wipe my  face on the bed sheet, "gross," I say with disgust in my tone, he just  laughs.

"I  took my tongue piercing out because it would be cold," he says,  expecting a thank you, I push past him instead to wash my face in the  bathroom, he follows me and stands in the door way, "Luke wanted me to  wake you up for school." I check my phone, I have half an hour.

"Yeah, thanks," I say sarcastically as I dry my face, "I really wanted to wake up too having someone licking my face."

"Well  if that's so, we can continue," he suggests, dragging his tongue slowly  across his lips. I push his chest and close the door so I can have a  shower. "Ashton's awake as well but he's still drunk," I hear Calum's  voice through the door.

I  turn the shower on before undressing. The hot water still hasn't come  through by the time I'm in the shower, I shiver. I try to relax about  the fact I'm going back to school but I can't calm down, I'm so nervous.  I get out of the shower, half dry myself and then put my underwear on. I  don't know what to wear, "hey Luke!" I find myself calling out.

Theres footsteps before an answer, "yeah?"

"What kinda stuff should I wear?" I ask, hoping he wont roll his eyes at my stereotypical question, even though I can't see him.

"Nothing," he says, "nah I don't know, if you wanna get the nerds attention, maybe something hot, sorry, I don't know."

I  walk out of the bathroom to go to my bedroom to get my clothes, Calum's  there on my laptop, he asks for my password so I tell him. I sit on my  legs to go through my dresser, I pull out a red tshirt and a black mini  skirt, I stand up to put them on when Calum must've seen my reflection  on my laptop screen because he spins around a gawks at me, "do you  mind?" I ask, he shakes his head without looking away, I quickly put my  clothes on. "Is this alright?" I ask Luke, "will I fit in?" I don't want  attention drawn to me.

"Yeah,  looks hot. Can your skirt go any higher?" I smack his arm before  heading out to Ashton's car, "at least I don't have to drive," Luke  smiles. We pull up in the carpark and I feel my nerves getting worse, I  take a deep breath before following Luke into the school.

I  follow Luke into his home room, he slumps down into a chair at the back  of the room, the teacher comes over to say hi, he makes me stand up the  front like this is middle school. A guy, probably a jock from his  appearance, wolf whistles at me, I can't help the look of disgust. I scan the  room, people make sure they're at least two rows in front of Luke.  People file in the room until all the rows (except Luke's and the row in  front) are full, another student walks in, she gabs the desk furthest  from Luke and drags it forward. "What's with the kid at the back?" I ask  the guy dressed as a jock.

"Oh, he's a loser," the guy says while scanning my body, his eyes never go higher than my neck.

"Why?" I ask, and contemplate playing with this idiots ego, "he's really hot."

The guy chokes a bit, his two friends join the conversation, "Luke? He's such a nerd," one of the guy laughs.

"Why? Because he can actually finish a math test?" I ask.

"No,  because he wears glasses," the other guy says, they're not laughing  anymore. All three of these guys look like they're on steroids even  though I bet half of it is padding from their jerseys. I look at Luke  and he shoots me a worried and confused look.