"Hey Nicole," Madison smiled.
"Hey," I said without enthusiasm.
"Look, I have to get to History class."
But Madison still persisted on annoying me.
"How are things going with you and Luke?"
"Listen Regina George," I snapped.
"There is nothing going on between us. We are just friends."
"Yeah right," she snickered.
"Did you guys use to date or something?" I sighed.
Luke grabbed his history textbook and walked in our conversation.
"Hey Luke," Madison squealed.
"How are you-"
"Leave Cole alone," Luke interrupted.
"Everyone thinks you are so nice and sweet, but deep down inside, you have the heart of Satan."
Madison swallowed a gulp.
"No, I don't," she whimpered.
"You are a spoiled brat," Luke continued. "And I want you to stop harassing Cole, got it?"
Madison turn to look at me.
"This isn't over," she insisted. I thought about it for a moment.
"It kinda is," I said.
Madison stamped her foot, like a child then stormed away.
"You alright?" Luke asked.
I nodded and looked back in Madison's direction.
"What's up with her?" I asked.
"Her parents are wealthy lawyers," Luke explained.
"Okay, but why does she hate me?" I asked.
"I used to date her," Luke sighed.
"But then she gets jealous whenever I talk to a girl. We broke up a year later."
"Oh," I said. "Yikes."
"Let's get to Mr. Aston," Luke replied.
Over the next ten minutes, Mr. Aston is discussing the differences between World War I and II.
I quietly took notes while I stared at the time. As Mr. Aston was getting to the middle of World War I, the bell rang for dismissal.
We all get up from our seats and snatched our bags leaning against the chairs. While Luke was putting my science textbook in his locker, I tapped on his shoulder.
He looked up at me then grinned.
"Since it's Friday," I said. "Do you want to go do something fun?"
"What do you have in mind?" Luke asked.
"We could binge watch Scooby-Doo and read Sherlock Holmes," I suggested.
"Maybe later," Luke insisted.
"I have to do grocery shopping for my parents."
"Can I help?" I ask.
Luke nodded.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a sheet of paper.
He read the paper then tossed it in the trash.
"What was that?" I ask, almost shocked.
"It was the grocery list," he answered.
"I don't need it."
YOU ARE READING
Kidnapped
Mystery / ThrillerCole Teri Porter is a seventeen year old biracial girl who recently moved to San Francisco with her mother named Willow. Just as she was about to get use to her stay, she was kidnapped, along with her classmates, during a field trip to the museum. ...
