Once again, the science teacher is rambling on. I'm not stupid, but I'm not the smartest person ever. I'm 2nd in my class but if I tried really hard I could easily come 1st. I was 1st back on the beach in my old school.
Next to me, is the thinks-hes-Mr-Cool-Luke.
"Watch this." He says as he puts saliva in his straw and then blows it out really hard. The saliva flies across the room and lands right on the teachers for head.
It was incredibly hard not to burst out laughing. I looked down trying to pretend I was concentrating on the textbook.
"Mr Parker! By the amount of spit you've shared with multiple people I've probably got Rabies now!" He shouted. The whole class burst out laughing.
I started feeling sorry for him but stopped when he said, "That's true, I have no spit that's my own anymore. Those girls can't get enough of me."
The teacher sighed and said, "Penny how do you manage being his girlfriend?"
Wait what? His Girlfriend?
"It's because I'm the most amazing boyfriend anyone could ever have. " he said giving me a wink.
What??
The one girl shouted "Yeah apparently they've had sex already."
"That's our little secret." Luke said looking at me wriggling his eyebrows.
I stared at him. I would never have been allowed to say that to a teacher. Never.
The whole class laughed harder and some even started blushing. I wonder how many girls he had actually kissed.
A note slid on my desk which broke my thoughts on how many girls had kissed Luke.
The note read:
Party tonight. My place. It's awesome. Like my face. Starts at 9. Be there.
-Connor
Damn. A party. I hate parties. And plus, I had nothing to wear, no friends to go with, and no reason to go. I scribbled a note back.
I'm sorry I can't go, thanks for the invite tho x
Two minutes Later I revived a reply.
What? Why not?
Because I hate parties
Come on please go. You can go with Luke, you are next door neighbours after all.
I'll think about it.
Okay see you there! Oh, and what's the answer for number 4?
I never said I would definitely come!!! And it's 76%
I know you'll come. Thanks!
I guess I have no choice.
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Lukes POV:
"You ready yet?!" I shouted upstairs.
How long do girls take to get ready? I've been waiting here for 45 minutes. It's horrible.
I hear a noise on the stairs and look at the girl coming down. She's beautiful.
I gape.
