Promises Are Made To Keep (On Hold)

Promise to Send It to You

It's not that hard. I'll just go up to him and ask for a picture. Like what Elilah said last night, she's sure he wouldn't mind. Why am I so nervous, it's not like he is surrounded by his friends. He was by himself at his locker.

"Hurry up and go before his friends come and make it awkward." Elilah said pushing me towards him, then she left. It wasn't a light push either. It was hard enough to make me bump into him and make his book fall to the ground with a loud thump. A couple people that was close turned around to see what happened.

"Oh I am so sorry." I said bending down to pick up his book. I caught a glance at his shoes. They were nice, very nice. I stood up and gave him his book. "Nice shoes." I said.

"I know. That's why I got them." He said. This overly conceited bastard. I just gave him a compliment and he's going to say "I know". The last time I checked I thought you were supposed to say "thank you" when someone complimented you.

I rolled my eyes. He annoys me, very much. "Yeah, um, I was wondering if you would take a picture with me. It's nothing personal. I was talking to my friends from New York and they wanted me to show them a picture of you."

He smiled his signature smile and my heart raced. Stop it , Jamie. I thought to myself. This douche bag is not worth your time. You can do so much better than him. Luke stepped closer to me and I stepped back. "So you talk to your friends about me. What did you tell them? Did you tell them that I was hot?" He asked winking at me.

"I told them that you were conceited." I said.

"Oh," he said, "So do they want a picture of anyone else or is it just me?" My cheeks heated up and he noticed. "I'm guessing it's just me."

I shifted my weight to my left foot. "Are you going to take a picture with me or not?" I asked getting impatient. I'm sure my cousins are waiting on me and this is taking longer than I thought. I guess I should have known that it was going to take a while. If someone came up to me and asked me to take a picture with them then I would want to know why. But Luke is doing the most.

Luke stepped closer to me again but this time I didn't step back. He looked me up and down then said, "Only if you send it to me after you take it."

"Fine." I said getting my phone out of my purse. Elilah made me wear a skirt today. Luckily it wasn't too short. It went only three inches above my knees which is fine with me. The skirt was purple and Elilah let me wear her Rosewood high shirt. It was white with purple letters. I was wearing white sandals with my outfit. My nails were still blue from yesterday.

Luke stepped closer to me and put his arm around my shoulders. He was standing so close to me half of his body was leaning up against mine. He smelled so nice like green apples and cinnamon.

I held my phone up in front of us. "Smile." I said and took the picture. Then I looked to see what the picture looked like. It was perfect. Even though I hate to say it Luke and I look good together. His height went with mine perfectly. He was tall and muscular. He's tan but not too tan that I look pale next to him. Our blonde hair and blue eyes match each others perfectly.

"I look hot." Luke said being the same old conceited bastard that he was. He ruined the perfect moment I was just having. Ugh, how could I have ever thought we were perfect for each other? Look-wise? Yes. But mentally? A big fat NO. "You look hot, too" He added with a smirk.

"Thank you," I said, "But you shouldn't say that."

He looked at me confused. "Why not? It's true."

I looked at him like he was stupid. Let me rephrase that. I looked at him because he was stupid. "Because you have a girlfriend," I said hopefully knocking some sense into him, "and I don't think she will like you calling girls, other than her, hot."