*Katherine's POV*
It had been three days since these unfamiliar peope who called me part of their "family" were treating me like I was some alien. I spent many nights weeping in my "bed' (or at least they told me that it was my bed) because I had absolutely no idea what was going on and why I didn't know anyone. The hot boy's name was Luke apparently and the older man and women told me that they were my parents. I guess I could get used to this. Last night I heard my 'mom' talking to my 'dad' about how lucky I was because the school had closed for a week anyways, due to the bad hailstorms and weather problems in Virginia lately. That meant I won't be missing any work in school and Luke would be home too, to stay with me while they were away for a week. They needed to go visit some family member for a week since he was very sick. They left this morning.
Now... well now I'm just living through that super awkward time when it's just Luke and I... and I can't remember a damn thing about who the hell he is.. I still don't know why he is living in my house with my "parents." Mom refused to tell me because she thought it would confuse me even more if I did know who Luke was... now that I know he is my so-called "boyfriend."
I was sitting in the garden on a lime green chair swinging my legs while playing with my hair. Luke was just awkwardly sitting there too trying really hard to only focuse on the swimming pool.
"Katherine... can you please ummm put on some pants? It's been three hours since you have been roaming around in your underwear. Be thankful your parents are gone. I'm sure you wouldn't want them to see you in this." Luke cleared his throat, still trying to focus on the swimming pool.
I grinned. "Babe isn't this what I normally wear around you?" I asked, opening my legs wide open and winking at him.
What? Don't judge me. He was my "boyfriend" after all.
"C-close your legs." He stuttered messing up his hair and biting his lip while trying to look away.
I ignored him and asked him another question.
"Since I don't have my memory, I deserve to know something. I was just thinking about it earlier so you need to answer this."
"What is it?" He asked, finally giving up and looking at me oh-so-shamelessly.
"Have we had sex yet?" I asked, smirking.
He literally choked.
"W-what on earth do you mean by that?! Of course not! You need to stop thinking dirty little kitten" He scolded me, but failed miserably.
I sighed, "Well that's really sad... you know what? Lets just go at it right here right now. I'm sure it'd be grrrrreat." I stated, standing up abruptly and tugging at my underwear. I really didn't know what I was doing but something made me feel that this Katherine is way more confident and outrageous than the one who possessed her memory.
"Stop! Stop right there! What do you think you're doing?! I mean you're super hot and I'm crazily in love with you but you-you aren't thinking straight so you need to go to your room, put some decent pants on and eat your brunch before I do something I'll be regretting later." He said with great difficulty. It was almost as if he really wanted to bang me too but something told him not too.
Uggghhh boys and their "I'm-a-gentleman" attitudes these days.
"Listen to me...Luke. You're hot, I'm hot. We could have great sex together and then you can forget about it in the blink of an eye so you don't feel guilty and I don't feel like I just raped you. Happy?" I asked, a little annoyed at his constant rejection.
"Holy goats, Katherine you're pushing it. go NOW and put something on and do as I say. Okay? No more sex-talk and no more convincing me into anything because if you keep doing what you're doing, I might as well actually listen to you... and that will be devastating for you once you get your memory back" He explained, tired of arguing.
