Lost {Punk Luke Hemmings}

Chapter 10

It was a Monday morning, the worst day of the week. I rolled out of bed, remembering what I had to do. I had to get Luke Hemmings. Even if that meant the dirty way.

I fished out my white crop top, and maroon jeans. I threw on black flats. I let my hair fall naturally, wavy, down my shoulders. And applied more makeup. I winged my eye liner and contoured perfectly, finishing it off with bright red lip stick.

The air wasn't that warm, so I put on a long denim jacket, open to reveal my outfit. Finally ready for the day.

I met up with the normal boys, as well as Chelsea. They were all shocked by my outfit change, but after I described the reason, they all giggled mischievously. I headed to my first period class, science. A tall boy with tan skin and hair pushed into a quiff, noticed me first. He was very attractive, with eyes that could make you melt. 

I sat down in my seat, nervous with all the attention I was getting, before the chair next to me slid out, and the boy slid into it. 

"Are you new to this class?" His accent was prominent, and very attractive. I rolled my eyes at his question. 

"It's Carter. You know? Girl from America? Been in this class for a month now?" Giving him the duh look. He looked confused, before flashing me a flirtatious smile, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. 

"You sure? I think I would've noticed the beautiful girl in this class" He said bringing his lips towards my ear. I felt bad for what I was about to do, but I had to. Laughing quietly I turned to face him more before speaking. 

"You're gonna have to try harder than that bud."  I said before pushing his hand away from my face. I got up, gathering my books. And went to the empty desk that Chelsea was in. She smiled happily at me.

"Carter! Yay! A new lab buddy!" I laughed with her as she gave me a side hug, her face lighting up. 

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After science, and the rest of the morning classes, with many hung up guys talking to me, I made my way to the lunch table. I was walking over when I heard someone whistle. I turned to look over at the tables filled with the jocks, all staring at me. Luke walked out of the lunch line, which was right behind the jock table. He stared at me in shock, biting his lip, as his eyes trailed up and down my body.

The normal Carter would ignore the whistles and walk away, but this Carter had fire. 

Luke's eyes were still on me, time for damage. I looked back at the jocks, before winking and sending them a flirty smile. I took a piece of my hair and twirled it around my finger, before my eyes went back to Luke. His eyes were dark as he stared at me. I sent him the "What?" face before he slammed his tray down, and walked away shaking his head at the ground. 

I was proud of what I did, the plan worked. Lunch went by quickly, as well as the rest of the day. After I shut my locker, I headed down the flight of stairs to the front of the building. I opened my car door throwing my stuff in the back. I walked around the car towards the driver side. I went to open the door, when the very attractive boy from science came over.