Prologue

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I sit in my bedroom with my boyfriend.
"End of term one, first Holliday's of high school, it's gonna be great." I lay on my bed with a smile on my face. I notice Luke staring at me from the chair he is sitting on.
"It's not nice to stare, Luke." I poke my tongue out at him.
"I just couldn't help it, your so damn hot right now, with those shorts and that tight fitting singlet." I start to blush at his compliments. He stands up and walks over to sit next to me.
"I love you." I say to him honestly, he repeats those three words as he puts his hand on my thigh, I raise my eyebrow at him.
"You know, I reckon you would be hotter without them on." He starts to play with the bottom of my singlet.
"Haha. Not happening, Luke." I roll my eyes, Luke pulls of his shirt and stares at me.
"Your turn." He smirks, I just lay there staring at his six pack for a moment.
"Ok, you are hot, but I'm not taking my clothes off." I look him dead in the eye, he sighs slightly before starting to kiss me.
Before long we are in a heated make out session, he pulls me on top of him causing me to straddle him, he starts to lift my singlet up and I pull away.
"Get out." I say as I stand up.
"But babe." He pouts.
"Out." I say crossing my arms. Luke grabs his top and walks out of my room, I soon hear him say goodbye to my mother before the front door slams closed.
I open my laptop and get on Facebook, I message one of my bestest friends with a simple "hey", suddenly I get a friends request, and then another. I check out one of the guys who sent me a friends request, I recognise him so I accept. I get a notification saying I was tagged in a post, feeling confused I click on it, it was one of Luke's friends and all it says is "OMG you fucking slut Ebony White". I just sit there clueless until I get a message from one of the popular girls.
"Shag a guy then dump him right after, completely heartless, after you'd been dating him for five months and all. I hope you die alone you fucking heartless slut. At least Luke has a friend like me, a shoulder to cry on." I read out loud.
What did Luke do?

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