Who Is She? [Luke Ross X Tomboy!Reader] ON HOLD

Chapter One: Pilot

"Ugh, do we have to go to school?", Like complained to Jessie. "You think this is bad, be glad you don't have to come to school in a tank. I never did see those cheerleaders again.", she said, staring into space in a random direction. Luke laughed. "Yeah, we go to school in a limo. Honestly, sometimes the girls are just too much to handle.", he said, fixing his collar, to be standing up. Everybody laughed. "Yeah, if they like the smell of,", Emma started, then sniffed the air near him, and held her nose. "Awe.", she whined. Everyone else whined as well. "Luke, when was the last time you took a shower?", she asked, also holding her nose. "Hmm. Around my first girlfriend.", he said, looking in a random direction, in nostalgia. "Oh, middle school?", Jessie asked. "No, kindergarten.", he corrected. She laughed. "Oh, you were serious.", she said looking down at her fingers.
         *TIME SKIP*
As the Ross group entered the high school, they all split up, and went their separate ways. Emma to her locker to gossip, Ravi to his class early, to "get extra time for learning!", and Luke, off to ditch class. So basically, anything that has nothing to do with learning.
            Y\N's POV
I walked down the corridor, book in hand, when I bumped into someone. I looked up, pushing my glasses up the bridge of my nose. I saw the one and only, Like Ross. I sighed. "Of course it's you.", I said. "Watch it nerd.", he laughed, starting to walked away. "Hey, you wanna pick a fight, say it!", I yelled back at him. He laughed. "I couldn't be beaten by a nerd, even if I tried. I chuckled lowly, then smirked. "I dare you to hit me. You couldn't knock me off my feet, even if you literally knocked me off my feet.", I replied, taking off my jacket, and setting the book next to my stuff. "Woah, maybe I might sweep you off your feet.", he said with a wink, walking closer to me. I rolled my eyes, and swung a hook, stopping it right next to his face. His eyes went wide, as he realized that I could've punched him, and he was this close. My smirk widened. "Still wanna pick a fight with me?", I asked, innocently batting my eyelashes. He slowly back away, hands out in front of him. As soon as he was far enough, he turned around, and sprinted off.
I laughed my ass off. Then grabbed my back and ran to class before I was late. As I arrived to my class, I knocked on the door. I heard a deep, annoyed voice tell me I may enter. I entered the classroom, a smile on my face, from the laugh I just had. I frowned as soon as I saw who was sleeping in one of the back seats. "This is the new student. Uh, what was your name?", the teacher asked in a bored tone. "Y\N L\N.", I replied, annoyed. I couldn't believe I had to have a class with the school's flirt. Then she spotted her twin sitting next to him. Why on earth would she be next to him? "You may take a seat next to the nuisance.", the teacher said, pointing to Luke. I sighed. Ugh, great, 'cause that makes my day better. Note the sarcasm in my voice. Or thoughts. Whatever. I took a seat next to him, pulling out my textbooks for our English Literature class. As soon as the books hit the desk, Luke jolted awake. I scoffed. He wiped drool from the side of his face, as I opened the books. My sister growled at me, and I smiled and waved back.
       *ZE TIME SKIP*
Just as class ended, and the bell rung, Luke awoke again. I sighed, and exited the classroom. I bumped into another Ross on the way out, though. Emma, I think it was. "Emma, right?", I asked her. She nodded. "Ooh! You know what you need?", she asked peppily. "If you say a makeover, I will stab you in the neck.", I said. Her eyes widened, and she walked away. I chuckled. I walked to my locker, and put my textbooks back, gathering the ones for my next class. When I closed the locker, my twin Connie was there. "Hey, Connie, wasup?", I asked innocently. "Don't steal my Luke, or something very bad will happen to you.", she threatened, as she picked up one of the textbooks, and ripped it in half by the middle. "Did you just damage my textbook? Oh, it is on. Just for that, I'm going to ask Luke out. I'll ask him to the dance next Friday. I'm sure you wouldn't have a problem with it. Oh wait, of course you do, that's why I'm doing it!", I laughed, then walked away, textbooks in hand, and threw away the shredded one. Thankfully, I didn't really need the book anyway, but still. Connie has to learn a lesson not to threaten me.