Chapter 4

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I slowly walk into Art class. I sit down in the back of the class as the teacher, miss. McCloud starts telling what we are going to do.

"Who are you in the back?"

Great.

"Julia Edwards miss, I'm a new student." I say, she nods and continues.

As she starts giving out papers the door opens.

A blonde haired, tattooed boy walks in and growls at McCloud. Ignoring her he takes a seat next to a light blonde guy, also tattooed. The boy scares me a little.

"Hemmings you are late again! I don't want you to sit next to Clifford! Take a seat next to uhm.. Julia ...Edwards right?" She says and she points at me. I nod. I give him a fake polite smile.

"Shut up." He growls in a deep Australian accent.

"Well sorry." I mumble and I turn me to my paper. His voice makes me scared it's so raspy.

"So I'll repeat the instructing for mr. Hemmings being late, draw something that's special for you. It will count five times."

"J.e.sus it's only Art." I hear that tattooed guy say.

He writes his name in the corner of his paper.

Luke Hemmings

His handwriting is ugly and messy. His hair is in a black beanie and he is wearing a black leather jacket with a white shirt. His jeans are black and has a big rip in his left knee.

"Stop staring!" He yells in my direction.

I quickly look away and start drawing, London.

"Hey Julia look at your paper." I turn around and see the Clifford guy. He switched seats?

I turn back and see a big line drawn on my drawing. I look at Luke and he smirks.

"Oh, I'm sorry new kid. I will never do it again." He laughs and he starts making more lines drawing around on my paper.

I roll my eyes and walk to McCloud's table taking a new paper.

As I return to my table I see Luke is listening to music. I put my headphones on as well and start drawing London again. I regret it in five seconds as I see pen lines again.

"Shut the f*** up." I whisper at him and I turn my paper around. He laughs at me , me groaning at him.

*

I open my locker and take my jacket out. Suddenly I feel two arms around my waist.

"Hey Julia." I turn around and see the Clifford guy.

"I'm Michael." He says as I don't reply. I take his hands of me and close my locker.

"Well that's cool for you." I say and I walk to Ashton's locker to meet up with him.

"Luke likes you Julia." He says and I turn around.

"Michael what's your problem? Can't you please leave me alone." I take my phone and sit down on a table in the hall.

"You aren't alone." He says and I turn back seeing Ashton.

"Hey Ash!" I say happily and jump off the table.

"Come on let's go!" I say and I drag him away from Michael with me.

"What were you doing with Clifford!" He almost yells at me.

"Doesn't matter." I say and I see my mom's car.

"Oh I forgot she's picking me up. Sorry. I have to go Ash bye!" He nods but looks sad. I open my mom's car.

"How was it!?" I look out of the window and wave at Ashton.

I want to answer but hear Joel is faster. I ignore the story till a familiar name falls.

"And there were these cool bad boy guys Luke and Michael and we became friends! Luke and Michael are coming tomorrow to chill, game you know."

"They aren't." I say before I can stop myself. I instantly regret it.

"Why?" Joel turns his face to me looking angry.

"Never mind." I say softly and look away.

*

I open the door of my room. As I look at the window I see it's open. I close it and get behind the little desk. I open up my little map and take my Art projects out, all ruined.

"Luke likes you Julia."

Michael's words go on and on in my mind.

"Luke likes you Julia."

I ignore my heart, my thoughts and start a new drawing, again. I have no idea who Luke is, neither does he know who I am.

I hear my mom call once, twice, again, again.

"SHUT UP!" I shout and I put my phone to my speakers making All Time Low the only thing I hear.

I hear my door open. Only Joel knows where I used to hide my key.

"I'm sorry but-" I close the door behind Joel before he can finish.

"But I had to." He says and he takes a paper out of his back pocket.

"Luke and Michael gave it during French. After you three had Art."

He gives it to me and leaves the room locking it.


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