Reckless Rejects (Cake-Luke Hemmings/Calum Hood AU)

Prologue

"Luke!" Amelia laughs as she pushes her boyfriend playfully.

"Sush baby" Luke chuckles as he pulls her back to him by her waist. "Do you want to get caught? The last thing we need is to get caught smoking joints behind the gym."  

Amelia eyes him from behind Luke's sunglasses that she seemed to wear more than he did. "Oh come on. Is bad boy Hemmings afriad of getting yelled at by mommy?" She smirks, knowing she hit his weakness.

"No!" he answers in a manly voice, "but we kinda both need to graduate and that will be sorta hard if we're both in prison!"

She laughs as he passes her the blunt. Never in a million years would she have even thought about smoking weed two years ago, but some how a blond, awkward, 'punk rock' deranged teenager named Luke Robert Hemmings walked into her life. Amelia knew Luke was like this...whatever 'this' is. Not really a bad boy. More socially awkward than anything honestly. 

"So are you excited about our road trip?" Luke asks as he leans against the wall, eyeing Amelia as she takes a long draw.

"Oh yeah. Nine hour car rides are always fun" she chuckles and Luke laughs along.

"It's called a road trip dummy. Ya know, meant for riding, exploring. And I mean you're gonna be with me. Why wouldn't you want to hang with me for nine hours?"

"Cause I've already spent almost two years with you." She coughs out a laugh and passes the joint back to Luke.

"Boohoo. You could have left if you really wanted to."

"But I never wanted to," she smirks and leans onto his side as he takes a puff, staring into her eyes as he does.

He brings the joint to her lips "Can't help that I'm so irresistable. Just wait until you let me in your pants. Then you'll never leave" He replaces the joint with his lips and brings her closer to his body. 

She pulls, biting his bottom lip gently "You're too funny Hemmings," she says sarcastically. "You know I'm waiting."

He opens his mouth to protest like everytime this topic is brought up, but is interrupted by a voice that is well recognized by the both of them.

"Yeah Coach. I think I heard it from over here. Probably just two kids skipping class again." 

Amelia grabs Luke's shirt, frozen with fear and becomes more afraid when she feels Luke tense. 

Of course one of Luke's worst enemies would find a way to rat them out.

Michael. Gordon. Clifford.

"What are you two doing back here?" Coach asks as he walks around the corner with Michael trailing behind, a smug look on his face.

"Oh shit," Luke mumbles.