One Night Stand|boyxboy|muke

chapter one.

I want dreads. but chapter one ayy. this is gonna be shit by the way.. I tried my best to make it semi- interesting in a way, oh and everything that happens in this chapter, happens for a reason. js.

Luke

For some reason everyone in high school wants to be popular. Yeah, it's kinda cool, almost like being famous, but it gets pretty stressful to keep a reputation going, keeping grades average, everything. and to be totally honest... We're no different than anybody else at school. I mean... We're not like weird nerds or anything but hanging out with us is just like hanging out with anyone.

I'm Luke Hemmings. The most popular guy in school. I'm basically the one everyone wants to be friends with and the one every girl wants to date and sleep with. I'll be friends with anyone but I will NOT date a girl. I'm gay, so, ya know.  You'd think being gay would stop all the sluts (I usually don't slut shame but the word slut doesn't begin to describe the girls that throw themselves at me.) that are coming for me but it doesn't. It only makes them try harder. For example, my freshman year I had a boyfriend and there was s girl that would constantly pop outta no where every single day, and once when we went to a party a girl literally almost raped me because I was popular and she wanted to be able to say, "oh yeah I've slept with Luke Hemmings before." I don't know why girls think that makes them cool or something... Because it does not but whatever.

Tomorrow is the first day of school and I really gotta make a good impression, we'll be back in session and I'll have to maintain my reputation and ill have a nervous breakdown by the second month but, hey.

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Getting ready in the morning usually take forever. I have to pick out my clothes, put on my makeup, style my hair pick out my shoes... A lot. Oh, and yes I wear makeup. I don't wear like the eye shadow and lipstick.. But I do wear foundation and powder. Gives you flawless looking skin and when you're Luke Hemmings you need flawless skin.

After spending a total of fifteen minutes picking out my outfit, I styled my hair into a perfect quiff before going into the bathroom.

"Bethany! Hurry up!" I yelled from the door to my younger sister, who was currently doing her make up.

"I'm almost done hold on!" she yelled back. I knew by almost done she meant, "I'm gonna take another twenty minutes." so I went down stairs to eat. My mum had made my brothers sister and I waffles and bacon, as she does almost every morning. I sat down at the table with my brothers and waited for the food to be done.

"Good morning, pretty boy." My brother jack teased.

"Mum can I fight him?" I asked, half joking and half not.

"Sure, as long as I'm not around because I'm not responsible for anyone getting hurt." She said without looking up from her pan of sizzling bacon.

"Oh it's on pretty boy." Jack said before getting up to get a plate. I just laughed and got up to get my food.

"Lucas did you finish the maths homework?" My mum asked. Having my mum as my maths teacher had its advantages and disadvantages... Like for example, let's say you fail a math test you can hide that from your parents and bring you grade up. I can not. Or even if you have one of those days where you just don't care and don't do your homework... I can't do that ether. She will always knows.

"Yes mum."

"Did you understand it?"

"Yes mum."