Love at First Sight: A Luke Korns Love Story

Chapter 4

"Carrie? Wake up." I hear Luke's voice. He keeps tapping my shoulder. 

I open my eyes and I see my mother. I look around "Where's Luke..." I murmur. My eyes flood with light and my sight goes black for a few moments. I blink my eyes rappidly until I regain my sight. I just want to close my eyes again. 

"What?" my mother looks at me, concerned. She strokes my bangs off of my face and feels my forehead. I wave her hand off my face. My bangs cling to my sweaty face. 

"Nothing." I shake my head. I could of sworn Luke was waking me up, but it was just a dream. Why do I have to think about him so much? I would rather him be waking me up than my mother. If it were his hand that checked my forehead I would have let him keep his hand there. 

"Are you sure? Do you need water?" My mother gets up before I can answer her. I don't hear her footsteps. 

I am parched. I start to lift my head but my head begins to spin. I don't like to miss class because then I have to make things up. Wait.... I had to do something but I couldn't remember what I needed to do. I always try and cram things into my head and promise myself that I will remember to do them but I always forget. 

My phone buzzes. I drag my hand to it and my body aches as my hand slams down onto my phone. I have a text from Kelly and a text from a number I don't know. "What happened to you? Call me!!!!" she said.

I dial her number and put it on speaker so I don't have to use all of my energy just to hold the phone to my ear. She picks up in the middle of the first ring. "CARRIE ARE YOU OKAY?" her voice booms through my phone. I wince from the loudness. My eyes struggle to stay awake. 

My voice barely leaves my mouth "I'm fine. I'm home now. The lunch at school was not a good choice and I will leave it at that. What did I miss?" Not that I missed much at school. Especially the first day of school.

"Okay it's not really that much but it's a big deal! As I was leaving school today I saw Luke and he looked kind of lost. When he saw me he asked me if he had seen you. It was so cute! I told him that I hadn't seen you and I didn't know where you were. He asked for your number so I gave it to him." Oh my gosh. Is she making this up? 

"He was asking for me? Why? Why me?" Never in my life did I think that a boy like Luke would want to talk to me. I mean he was kind of forced to talk to me this morning since I fell on top of him... That felt like it was weeks ago yet it was only just this morning. 

" I knew from the very moment I saw him that he liked you." I hear her smile through the phone. Her smile transfers to my own face. I don't want to get my hopes up. I try to stop smiling and I squeeze my lips together but the smile reapears. 

I say goodbye to Kelly and I check the other text on my phone. "Hey it's Luke" I read. Yay! He texted me! I hate when someone asks for your number and then they never text or call you, but he did immediately. 

I think of what to say... Whenever someone texts me and they don't have something specific to talk about, I don't know what to say so I just say "Hey what's up?" I'm so boring. 

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay, I didn't see you after class today." Was that note in my locker from him? I thought it was for Devin! Or at least I hope it was a note from him. 

"Oh yeah. Well," I was about to tell him about the lunch incident but it's kind of embarrassing telling a boy you like that you threw up. I don't want him to even imagine it. Okay ew. "I had a fever so I went to the nurse's and she sent me home." I hope he cannot see through my lie. I don't want to lie to him but I don't want to steer him away. 

"Are you feeling better now?" He says and it makes me smile that he actually cares about me even though we only met today. 

"Yes, much better thank you for asking." I say trying not to give away that I am over the moon and literally bouncing up and down because he asked me. My heart feels as if it will come out from my chest. I take a deep breathe in through my nose slowly hoping it will slow my heart down a bit. When boys make me feel this way it's never good. They're all I can think about, they're all I wake up to see in the morning, they're all I want for my future. 

"Good." he doesn't say something for a second and my mind searches for something to say but he broke our silence. "I wanted to meet you after school today cause I wanted to ask you something." 

"Sure, what is it?"  What is he going to ask me? I get butterflies in my stomach and my whole body tenses.

He hesitates. "Hhhave you seen my keys? I think I dropped them this morning." he slurred his words and I wonder why he didn't ask me during English. He speaks again, "I didn't notice till I got home since I wanted to go somewhere." Then why did he put that letter in my locker? Maybe I was right, it was meant for Devin. 

"Oh." I say trying not to sound disappointed, "No I haven't seen them. But if I see them I will tell you. Do you have a keychain on it that I might be able to recognize?" Damn car keys. I thought he wanted to ask me out or something. Boys never do what you think they will. 

"Yeah I have a little green stringy bracelet thingy thing on it. My cousin gave it to me." I'm guessing his cousin is a girl and I'm guessing he doesn't know what to call the thing she made for him because of his verbiage. 

"Alright, I'll look for them. I'll see you tomorrow." My smile completely gone. 

"See you tomorrow." I'm hoping he wants to continue our conversation. I wait. I wait 10 minutes, but nothing. I want to talk to him more. 

I want to know what if feels like to be cradled in his arms and for him to never let go. I want to know what if feels to nuzzle up to him and lean my head on his chest and feel the weight of my head on him as he breathes lightly. I want our hands to fit perfectly and for his thumb to trace my joints. I want him to give me butterflies even when he isn't near me. I want him to lean his head against me and I want him to be able to tell me his biggest secrets. I want him. 

Is it acceptable to fall for a boy so hard? Is it pathetic to want him to be the best person I've ever met? Is it bad I want these things even though I barely know him? 

My mother brings in my water but I'm too busy thinking of Luke. I spend the rest of my time in bed as I think of him and I stare at my blank ceiling. My room gets darker and darker. My eyes grow heavy and I doze off into a deep sleep.