Sweet Cheeks. Rucas. GMW CHOICE AWARD WINNER!

Chapter.33.Can I get some ice?<3

Walking into school this morning was weird to say the least. First, instead of Lucas throwing his arm around my shoulder he did something... different. His arm brushed against mine tentatively as if contemplating if he truly wanted to do this or if I'd run off like a baby deer who heard a twig snap. The skin of his fingers touch the back of my hand, smiling to myself I didn't say or do anything. But as soon as he saw the conniving smile he intertwined our fingers quickly and gripped tight. I know what you're thinking he's just holding my hand, what's the big deal? Big deal is, in school we don't hold hands. His arm is over my shoulder, this is more couple like which is I think how he wants it. It could just be my imagination running wild but I think he wants to make it clear that he's got an interest in me. "Have I told you how gorgeous you look today?"

Stepping inside the school I can't help but laugh, "You may or may not have mentioned that 6 times. But who am I to turn down a compliment?"

Chuckling to himself, he glances around the hallway. I was already there, all eyes are on us and I don't like it. Immediately I try to loosen my grip on his hand, but he won't allow that. "Don't." Glancing up at Lucas he's smiling down at me almost reassuringly, "Hold onto me Riles."

"Okay let's go find my locker so I can bury my face inside." Nodding in agreement we saunter down the hallway. All the girls are looking at me with one of two emotions, and let me just say this is so cliché. About one fourth of the female population in this school are looking at me with sneering looks, not jealousy but I can't quite place the emotion. The rest are jealous. Obviously, from the eyes checking him out and then finding my hand attached to his. I just keep telling myself not to worry about it. Walking towards my locker all my friends are already there.

But they are glaring at my locker while Maya is scrubbing it? What the hell? "What's going on?" Lucas asks, obviously as confused as I. As soon as they hear his smooth tenor voice Maya's arms fly up and cover my locker. Okay I'm officially confused.

"Peaches?"

"I GOT IT! I GOT THE ALCOHOL!"

Farkle's eyes widen immediately seeing me, when I'm about to lay into him about drinking I see the cleaning alcohol in his hand with a sponge in the other. "Someone, explain." My eyes immediately shift to Darby, all I have to say is her name one time and she'll explode. "D?"

Dropping her shoulders in a defeated manner, letting out a sigh as if I just tortured her to death she glances at me. "Someone vandalized your locker."

Lucas instantly let go of my hand and lifted Maya off the ground and out of the way while everyone snickers. Poor peaches tried to put up a fight to hide it from me but Lucas isn't human. Robot number 3. The word 'SLUT' is written across the stainless steel in black sharpie I'm assuming. Emerald orbs flash to me instantly like he thinks I'd be bothered. Shaking my head from left to right, it's my turn to let out a sigh. Completely exasperated. "Only one person could come up with something so unoriginal and it still not make sense." Taking the alcohol in one hand and the sponge in the other from a shocked Farkle I pour it onto the rough green side, and step up to my locker. "Let me." Lucas insists.

I simply tell him 'no'. "I want to do this. This will only prove that their words don't bother me." Standing on my tip toes I peck his cheek. I feel the flood of warmth against my lips before pulling away.

"You don't believe that do you?" Of course I'm not a slut, it's just petty girls who have nothing else to do with their time then throw insults at others.

Using my hips to bump him out of the way I instantly disagree. "Of course not. In my entire high school... in my entire life I've never had a boyfriend. I've kissed one guy. So this statement along with unoriginal is completely false. And the only people's opinions that matter to me are standing around me and they all know the truth."