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luke <3 is calling...

my thumb slid across the screen, "hello?"

"hey, baby. how are you?"

"good," i said, balancing my phone between my shoulder and my cheek as i opened up my locker. thank god nobody was around. "i'm just grabbing my things."

"want me to call you later?"

"no no, it's fine babe," i said, sliding my textbook in the metal frame.

"call me that more often. i love the way you sound."

i couldn't help but blush, "i'll try love."

i heard luke take a breath, "have you had sex before?"

"what?" i was taken aback. "i mean, uh, yeah."

"you have?"

"somewhat."

"somewhat? that doesn't sound good."

"i mean, i have, but it was kind of bad," i bit my lip, recalling the experience. "with my ex. he was, a dick, to say at the least. but by definition, yes, i have. why do you ask?"

"okay, i'm just wondering."

"just wondering if you could fuck me, or just wondering if you can't?" i closed my locker. setting my phone down, i put on my jacket and my backpack and put it back to my ear.

"... are you mad?"

"no, sorry. i just had a bad day."

"you told me you had a good day. what's wrong, baby?" he cooed as i pushed open the doors, walking out to the parking lot, which i cut across and began walking down the sidewalk. "did you lie to me?"

"no."

"then why did you tell me you had a good day?"

"i don't know."

"what's wrong, princess?" he asked.

"luke, i don't want to talk about it," i sighed.

"okay, baby. tell me about your classes. what did you have today?" he changed the subject and i let out a sigh of relief.

"english, pre-calc, art, government, worldviews, chem."

"how were those classes?"

"iffy," i shrugged.

"why iffy?"

"english is nice, pre-calc is the worst, i love art."

"and the rest?"

"government is boring along with worldviews. and then chem, well that's just stupid. i have the worst fucking teacher and i don't really need it to become a journalist."

"i understand. at least it's your last year, though. right?"

"i guess, i don't know."

"only a couple more months, baby."

grabbing my key from my bag, i opened up my house and let myself in. once i closed and locked the door, i went up to my room to begin my homework. "i'll text you, luke."

"who's luke?"

"sorry, babe," i laughed and he chuckled too.

"good bye princess. i love you."

"i love you too."