chapter 2

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                     Luke's pov
   
It's been like 2 months since the first day of school and tonight, I'm going on my first date with Jessica. I was gonna make plans with Emma, but she has a boyfriend named Chase? Or Chris I don't know. Honestly he's a jerk. He was on my football team and talk about cocky oh my god. Me and Jessica are going to this restaurant downtown and I'm kinda nervous. We've been dating for awhile now but I don't know, something is off. I just hope Emma's having a good time.

I have this major headache, cause Jessica decided we were going to the club instead and she's super drunk already. "Lukey! Dance with me!" She giggles loudly and I cringe at the noise escaping her mouth. "Jessica, I think I'm gonna head home.." I say, sliding out of the booth and standing. She looks very annoyed but there's something she's not telling me. "Hey, can I use your phone to call my mum?" I yell over the music, knowing she would hand it over in her drunken state. "Of course, Lukey!" She says, giving me her iPhone covered in pink glitter. She runs to the dance floor and I unlock her phone. I was actually gonna call Emma to see how it's going when a ding sounds on her phone, and she gets a text,
     Conor <3: hey, thanks for last night, I'm heading to bed. Gn love you bae:).
   I stare at the phone In confusion. Bae? What is he, five? But something inside makes me.. relieved...happy? I decide to leave her a note saying it's not working out and a 10$ tip as I leave the club.

When I get to my house, Emma is sitting on the couch, sleeping. I smile, realizing she came here after her date, instead of her house, then it goes away as I see dry tears all over her face. I clench my fist thinking about that chase boy. She start to stir in her sleep so I go to pick her up bridal style, and carry her to my room. She's already changed into pj's so I change and slide in next to her. The last thing i remember before falling asleep is realizing I have feelings for my best friend Emma Jane Carter.

I'm blinded by the sun coming through my windows, and I turn to see Emma sleeping soundly with the blanket up to her neck. I decide to get out of bed and make breakfast for us. I start thinking to last night. Do I really have feelings for her? I mean she's amazing really, but I thought I liked Jessica? Oh shut up, Luke you're so stupid, you obviously like Emma. I curse at my brain talk and finish my walk to the kitchen. I'm making eggs, when I hear footsteps padding into the kitchen. "Goodmorning sleepy head," I chuckle at Emma and she smiles a weak smile before responding, "Gooooodmorning," her eyes are still partly closed when she sits down. I set the plate of food and front of her and we eat in silence, to hungry to speak. We put our dishes in the sink and sit on the couch to watch TV. I stare at her trying to find a show and smile, seeing the way her eyes roll when she gets to a disliked show, or how she furrows her eyebrows to see when her favorite show will come on. "Nothing good is on, let's just watch a movie, yeah?" She says, looking at me. "Sure, what movie?" I say grabbing a pillow from the ground and moving it behind my head. "Mean Girls," She smirks at me, and I get up, put the movie on, and lay down.

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Sorry this sucks and I change from past tense to present tense way to much oops (657 words)
and if you're wondering how they got in the club, it's with like fake IDs and yeah

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