Try hard // L.H.

Chapter 1

                                                                             Chapter 1

Song for this sory

Mrs. All American - 5sos

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Luke's POV: I had my black Nike bag slung over my shoulder as i put my books into my locker. I grabbed my large Chemistry book and replaced it for my history textbook and my notebook. None of my friends knew i was Really smart and got good grades, and i dont need them finding out. I'm the star of the Baseball team. Pitcher and 1st base. I'm not the Stupid Jock Prep type. I may wear the Varsity jacket with my hair put up perfectly. What i would kill to take out this gel and just put on my ripped black jeans and tee shirt. I saw my best friend Ashton come up to me

"Hey Luke" He said as i fist bumped him

"Ash" I said, returning the gesture

"Did you get your spanish test back?" He asked swinging a chain with his keys hooked onto it

"Yeah, how did you do?" I asked him leaning on my locker

"Not so good, 54" He said

"Ouch" I said through my teeth

"How did you do?" He said taking a pen out of his pocket and fliping through his notebook

"Oh...um...63" Which was a lie. I had aced that test

"nice!" He said, glad i had 'gotten a bad grade' too "Dude i got Addison's number last night!"

"Really?"

"Yeah! she wants to hang out sometime, ya know you should really get a girl" He said 

"Nah, i'm good" i laughed. No girl in this school was like me. Well the real me.

"Come on! what about one of the cheerleaders?" He suggested, sticking his thumb over his shoulder for me to look over, standing at the end of the hallway were two girls in short skirts wearing our Blue and White school colors making their way down the hall our way

"One of those stuck-up bitches, No way!"

"You're Luke Hemmings! Girls would kill to date the star Baseball player" He pointed to my jacket, he was wearing the same one also. As the girls finally walked passed us The one with the Red ponytail gave me a once over and made a point to shake her hips as she walked away. Ashton Pushed his Black frame hipster glasses, which he has had for years, further up his nose and gave me a look almost to say  'See?'

"Hey when i find the right girl i'll know it" I laughed

"I gotta get to class, see ya" He bumped my fist again. Then i walked to history