The Fifth Reason
December 4, Wednesday
Loria City, United Kingdom
Skye eventually went home at six in the morning to prepare herself for school. I offered to accompany her home but she told me not to bother. What's odd is that she hesitated when I asked.
So here I am after class, impatiently waiting for Skye whilst she talks to our Literature Teacher, Mrs. Saunders. Apparently she threatened me that if I won't go with her today she's going to tell my mum how much of a bad son I am. The fifth reason is also on the line here so I think I have no choice.
She exits the room with a smile on her face. It grows wider when she spots me. I smirk at her in return.
"Let me guess?" I start, rubbing my chin along with my words. "You're finally allowed to shag Mrs. Saunders' son?" she looks at me in shock before tackling me to the ground. Jesus, did Mrs. Saunders really allow Skye? Why is she this happy?
"So you really were?" I ask. Instead of a reply, she just smiles at me and pinches my nose. We were still on the ground when Mrs. Saunders sees us as she leaves the classroom.
She shakes her head in disbelief. "Ms. Levi, I know that you're excited but please, not to this point," Mrs. Saunders says, gesturing towards us. We quickly stand up from our position.
"We're sorry Mrs. Saunders," Skye says. She just nods at us and I think I heard her say horny teenagers before she went on her way. We slowly stand up and I pat the dust away on the back of my pants.
"Anywho, what are you really excited about, your lingerie for Elliot Saunders?" I raise an eyebrow at her. She scrunches her nose in disgust before smacking me hard on the head.
"Christ, seriously pudgy!" I exclaim, rubbing my head.
"You're disgusting Lewis and I'm sorry but it's a secret I cannot tell," she pauses, "yet."
I grin at her. "Like I said, I think someone's on for a shag tonight," I said. She smacks me at the back of my head again and I groan in pain.
"Fück you pudgy, I haven't even recovered from the previous one!" She just laughs at me.
As I was rubbing the back of my head, I suddenly see Keith and Lachlan approaching us with looks on their face ready to skin me alive. Well, Lachlan is just trying to contain his laughter in my opinion.
I suddenly hide behind Skye and she raises her eyebrows at me before realizing they were nearing us.
"Lewis, where the actual fück have you been? You've missed two of our practices already!" Keith shouts which attracted attention from the students around us.
"Dude, I was just l - Skye, tell them why I didn't join practice again," I shake her furiously and she steps on my foot. I yelp and move away from her.
"Skye, is this your fault again? Christ, please don't tell me you're going to torture him again," Keith exclaims, flailing his arms around.
"Perhaps.. the pleasurable kind of torture," Lachlan adds, wiggling his eyebrows at me. I glare at him.
"Shut up Lachlan," I say, standing up straight this time. Skye looks at Lachlan with an evil look before saying, "Please Keith, just for today again."
Keith sighs when he sees Skye doing the puppy dog eyes. I instantly knew that Skye just won again. "Okay fine. But for the next days before Sunday, he's ours, we got a deal?" Skye rushes towards Keith and gives him a hug.
"You've got a deal," she then pulls away and looks at Lachlan before slapping him hard across the cheek. Lachlan shouts an 'ow' before rubbing his cheek.
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