Luke's POV
Finally I regained my voice.
"Uh hi." I stuttered awkwardly. I rubbed the back of my neck.
"My name's Luke." I offered my hand. After a moment of hesitation and biting her lip ring she took my hand giving me a soft handshake.
"Annabelle."
"Um, I guess we've met kinda." I chuckled awkwardly.
"Yeah.." she said clearly feeling the same awkwardness.
I decided to break the ice.
"So, what's your favorite song?" I asked.
"Well, I guess Face Down by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus." she said, smiling unkindly to herself.
"Why is that song your favorite?"
Annabelle's beautiful Brown eyes flickered with darkness.
"No reason."
Unsure of myself, I decided to let her speak next. After a moment of avoiding my gaze and biting her lip, she spoke up.
"Well, it was nice meeting you Luke," then she added "You know, officially."
"Yeah, yeah. I'll uh, see ya around sometime?" I gave her smile.
She gave me a small smile back.
"Maybe."
She was off just like that. As I watched her speed back down the ail, I wondered if she was hurrying because she thought I was creepy or because she felt awkward.
Either way I couldn't blame her.
I sighed and walked back down the aile I'd come, searching for Ashton and Katie. I found them looking at onesies, agreeing on getting a blue one and a yellow one.
"Are you guys done?" I sighed boredly.
"Yeah, with no help from you." Ashton accused playfully.
I held up my hands in innocence as we walked to the checkout.
"It's not my fault y'all are boring."
Ashton giggled and Katie just shook her head.
As we made our way back to Ash's jeep I thought about Annabelle. I want to get to know her, and I think I have a plan.
