Used

Chapter 3: Feelings Can't Be Helped

*Bailey POV*

"Bye," I waved.

"Bye," he replied.

Another great night. When I got home I quietly snuck in knowing I was past my curfew. I got freshened up and changed into my zebra fuzzy pants and teal camisole. Then i climbed under the warm covers and dreamed of Luke.

The clock beeped reading 6:00am. I struggled to get out of my cloud-like super warm bed and make my way to the bathroom. Today i wore my moon phases crop top from Brandy Melville, white lace skirt, lightish brown combat boots, and Brandy Melville over-sized cardigan thing in case it got chilly. I put my hair up in a messy high ponytail, slightly to the side. Then I went downstairs and poured myself a bowl of Fruit Loops. I headed off to school, stopping to get a pumpkin spice iced coffee from dunks, my fave! I walked up the sidewalk and into the school building hoping today would be a litte less awkward. I put my book-bag in my locker and took out my binder. Then I checked my schedule and shut the door. When I turned around I was surprised to see Luke waiting there for me. "Oh my god, you scared me. Hey," I said. "Hey" he said back looking in to my eyes. I could feel myself blushing. He smiled back making me blush and smile more. It was getting kind of awkward. "Get to class," one of the teachers said. We both looked at her giggling into our hands like oh-that-just-happened. Then we started to walk to our Social Studies class together.

*Luke POV*

I was relieved to get to class so we could separate for at least 45 minutes. Well actually scratch that, it was more like five minutes because our teacher assigned us a partner project where we had to make an in-depth timeline on the French and Indian War, and sure enough Adrian refused and said I had to work with Bailey. I hate him so much. I know I've learned my lesson, never make a bet with anyone, especially Adrian. I cant tell who I don't like more right now, Bailey or him. I made my way across the room to the seat next to her, pulled it next to hers, and sat down. "Want to come over later?" I asked. "Ya sure," she smiled. "We can work on our project then," I said. That may have sounded to much like friend zone but whatever. "Ok." The bell rang signaling the end of class.

By the end of the day, I hadn't had a break. But oddly enough it didn't really bother me as much as I thought it would. Weird, right? I had a little bit of time for myself. Unfortunately that time was spent doing homework. I texted her my address before i started. I was being lazy on the couch when the doorbell rang. I quickly got up and ran to the door before my mom did. "Hey," I said when I opened the door. "Hi," she replied. "Oh, sorry come in," I said after realizing I was looking at her. "Thanks," she laughed. I was being nervous. Why was I being so nervous? "So here's the basic tour. Living room, kitchen, bathroom, pantry, study room, and then upstairs, my room and bathroom is connected, parents room, and bonus room," I said walking around my house. I opened my bedroom door, the keep out sign banging against the wood. She stepped in,"Wow, you have a really clean room, in a good way. Most guys I know are disasters, like a tornado had blown through." "Well, I take pride in my room. The cleaner the easier," I said.

She wandered around and looked at a some of my old pictures. "So do you want to get started or..?" she asked. "Ya, you can just put down your stuff on the chair if you want," I told her. I watched her put down her purse and school bag. She removed her binder and I pulled my textbook onto my bed. She carefully slid on to my bed where I was sitting and opened up her binder to her history folder and pulled out the assignment. "Ok so it says use Chapter 6 in your texbook, notes, and handouts to create a timeline of the events occurring just before the French and Indian War the end of the war," she read. "Ok so Chapter 6 which is page 279," I said aloud as I flipped through the pages.

We worked on our research and started our rough draft within about 20 minutes. My mom barged through the door, "Luke..and Luke's friend. Hi, there. I'm Luke's mom and you are.?" "Bailey," she said. " Oh well its nice to meet you Bailey. I was just about to make spaghetti would you like to stay for dinner?" my mom asked. Bailey looked at me like she wanted my opinion. "It's completely up to you but we would love to have you," I said. "Sure, why not," Bailey told my mom. "That's great I guess I'll go down and get started." Moms. So embarrassing. "Your moms sweet," she said to me. "Sometimes," I said. She giggled making me smile. Then she continued working. I caught mysef staring into her eyes, her beautiful eyes. What?! What am I sayng? And oh that gorgeous smile, hair so soft looking.

What's going on with me?

Why am I thinking all of this?

What's wrong?

Am I falling for her?

No I couldn't be!

I LOVE BAILEY HASTINGS

WhAt Am I gOiNg To Do!!!!!!!

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Authors Note- As lauren_002 said " in a sin-a-song voice he's falling for her"

I hope everyone is enjoying. I'm so sorry its been a while, busy busy! I'm going to try to update more often now that I've been in school and figured out how to manage my life shedule. Again, I love to know what you think so please comment any opinion. Also I put up a book trailer on youtube. Its called Used (offical) i believe and my channel is Gianna Geraci. I'd love love love it if you checked it out. Talk to you next chapter!