5. Opposite emotions, I think.

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{BTW THERE IS NO JANOSKIANS IN THIS. I MIGHT ADD IT IN LATER BUT FOR NOW IT DONT EXIST}

I scrolled through my facebook timeline, I'm rarely on facebook. It's all about twitter, but once a few months i have a night where I just judge all the facebook chavs. I had quite a few friends requests from new school friends, even Luke. It was weird seeing him on my timeline. I scrolled back up to the top and refreshed.

"Luke Brooks was tagged in a status; Destiny Lee: Fun night with Lukey last night @LukeBrooks" {idk how fb works really}

I shook my head in disgust, I don't understand him. He spends each night with a different girl, so why does he think i actually want him? ERUGH.

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I woke up to the sound of my phone vibrating and playing a familiar tune, Roar - Katy Perry. I danced a little getting out of bed to it. I decided that a maid waking me up isnt very normal according to Taylor. I made my way to my wardrobe, opening the doors. Eyes scanning my new clothes, choosing carefully. I chose a mint green crop top, and some acid wash high waisted shorts. I paired it with some simple converse and a cotton cardigan.

Going into my bathroom to change, also applying a minimum of makeup. Ready for school.

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The halls were empty as I made my way late to class. I got a bit lost, but I didn't want to bother others as the people here aren't the nicest, the teachers don't even care, just walk around with a cup of tea, shouting at students. It's terrible. I had to get my Maths book as that's what I have next. Twisting my locker combination, the locker pinged open a little. I pulled it back and got out my books.

Reaching my hand to close it, a hand clamped over mine, the hand a bit moist but not too sweaty. They shut my locker for me, and of course the famous Luke was standing there, he just appears everywhere now don't he.

"Can you stop stalking me?" I ask, annoyance in my voice, hurrying down the halls. "No, I need to do something" "I need to go to lesson!" "Stop!" I give in and turn around, he hasn't moved from my locker. I sigh and walk back to him.

"What?" "This" He gently leant in, and his lips lingered over mine, soon placing themselves onto mine, lightly. And he pulled off. That was it. A small kiss, gentle.

I want to say I didn't like it, but that would lying.

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