A/n: That is the tattoo jackie has not covered with makeup, also it's on the cover.
Luke's POV
"Hey Jackie Chan." I smiled at Jackie while she was riding her skateboard. Ever since the day that we met, we became best friends for life, we found out we had the same taste in music like; AC/DC, Nirvanna, Greenday, All Time Low, Hey Violet, Twenty One Pilots, My Chemical Romance and Paramore. Those were just a few of them. We gave each other nicknames, Carrie always called me Lucas at home and I told Jackie that, so she started calling me Lukas Graham and I called her Jackie Chan. She wore a black baseball cap backwards, with a pair of black skinny jeans, her sky blue shirt that she wore when we met last month in September, a black leather jacket and her usual black converse. As you can tell it's October, well, October 19. Ashton, Calum, Michael, Layla, Jackie, Macy, Carrie and I all plan on going as partners. I was gonna go with Carrie but she's going with Ashton because they're dating, so I'm going with Jackie, Calum and Michael wanted to go with each other and Layla wanted to go with Macy.
"Hey Lukas Graham." Jackie waved while trying to balance on her skateboard, I guess I scared her. I fake gasped, putting my hand over my mouth like a girly girl. That's the reason I like Jackie, as a friend of course, she isn't too girly.
"You did not just drop the Lucas bomb on me!" I teased while walking fast, trying to catch up to her.
"Who's the bomb?" She asked, I had a feeling what this was going to lead to. She hopped off her skateboard and stood infront of me, waiting for an answer. We had a free period at this time. I took too long to answer so..." O-" I suddenly cut her off.
"Obama!" I yelled, spoiling the joke she found online that she said to Carrie during lunch. Carrie never liked Barrack Obama, the United States' president, so she was happy when she had to move to Australia because of her dad's job. I was born and raised over here in Sydney but my parents wanted me to finish my school here and then I could live with them, wherever they are...
"Aw, you fucking spoiler!" She pouted while throwing her hands up in the air like a little 7 year old. (A/n: 7 years by Lukas Graham just little coincidences)
"Hey, watch your language!" I teasingly yelled acting like her father.
"No way mom." She said. Ding! Theres the bell, off to class. Jackie put her skateboard down and rode off to her class.
I look at the time and noticed that I have advanced art with Macy.
I walked off into the advanced art class and saw Macy at one of the painting easels working on a portrait of a flower, to be specific, a buttercup, last weeks subject. I went to an open seat and sat down.
"Okay class, today we are doing people, it could be whoever you want, except for Macy. She still has to work on our last subject." Mrs. Ikenhour said to us.
I got up and walked to the teachers table to get a pencil. I went back to my desk and opened up my drawing pad from my ugly black, ripped backpack. I wanted to draw a beautiful girl. She would have long chestnut hair, with beautiful blue eyes and the cutest nose ever. I looked at what I was drawing then I saw Jackie. Huh, that's weird. Is Jackie my dream girl? Nah... Well, maybe.
Ding!
"Okay class, you may be excused. Just remember you have until friday to finish this project." The teacher said. Ugh, tomorrow!?
Lunch time! I was so hungry, I didn't have time to eat breakfast and I doubt my aunt will cook dinner, I hate her, she is always high and she does crazy things, she doesn't even care about me. At least I can cook for Carrie and I because my uncle goes to work every single day from 3:00 am to 11:00 pm, that's like hell.
I made my way out the crowded hallway and walked into the lunch line.
"Cheeseburger, no mayonnaise." The girl infront of me said. I knew that voice anywhere! It's Jackie, she hates mayonnaise because of the taste. EW! I love that show.
"Hey Jackie Chan." I said tapping her on the shoulder, she jumped at my sudden movement.
"Are we seriously doing this again?" Jackie groaned as she turned to look up to me.
"Yep." I smiled.
"Here's your cheeseburger." The lunch lady said, giving Jackie her food.
"Uh, I'll get the same thing." I said while putting the tray up for her.
"There you go." She smiled.
I walked over to Macy, Carrie, Jackie and Layla's table since it's their week. Every week I sit at either Cal, Ash, and Mikey's table or Macy, Carrie, Jackie and Layla's table.
"Luke are you gonna do the car wash with us?" Carrie asked. Carrie, Macy, Layla and Jackie are doing a car wash tomorrow at our house. My parents told me to live with Carrie while they are at some place in Africa that doesn't have a school.
"Oh, um.. Sure." I smiled while taking a bite out of my cheeseburger.
"Yay!" They all cheered.
"Tommorow at noon, exactly 5:00pm." Layla looked at me straight in the eyes like she was being serious before bursting out into laughter.
I started to scratch where I got my new tattoo. Only me and Jackie have tattoos. She only has one, on her arm. It's a safety pinned heart. I wonder why she got that? The closest tattoo parlor doesn't care about age, my birthday is during the summer Jackie's is October 25, she is older than me. Layla is July 19, Carrie is March 4 and Macy is April 18.
Why am I one of the youngest?
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A/n: Whoo! Just revising and editing makes me sweat, no, that's just the heat in the Philippines. I spent 4 hours just revising and editing 2 chapters... Oh well, 4 more to go... Probably about 8 fucking hours of my time until my mom yells at me because I use too much electronics. ITS ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!
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