pt. 1

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 My head jolted, as I nearly fell asleep for the third time during this class. There was another twenty-five minutes left and I was ready to get the hell out of here. I couldn't care less about international relations. This class was one of the classes that my university required all freshman to take.

Luckily, my best friend Emma was in this class with me. She made it somewhat bearable and we could suffer over the stupid homework assignments together. Sometimes it was hard to find time to do our work together because Emma worked part-time at the Frozen Yogurt shop on campus.

Subconsciously, my eyes drifted towards Luke. He worked at the Frozen Yogurt place with Emma. We were also secretly hooking up. Not even my best friend knew about it. We had been hooking up since the beginning of winter term, and it was nearly summer break. It happened out of the blue. As far as anyone knew we didn't like each other at all. Throughout high school Luke would torment me pretty frequently. His favorite thing to do was trip me in the aisle of the bus. And when he got his license, he would trip me on my way to to my seat.

We always ended up being sat near each other due to our last names. Thankfully, college professors didn't have seating charts. One night at a party a few months ago we drunkenly made out, which led to hooking up and we decided that we could make it a regular thing, on one condition. We always had to do it in the dark. Neither one of us liked to admit that we were hooking up with our known enemy so this made it somewhat better. Having him in my class every other day, did not.

His bright, blue eyes caught me staring and gave me a wink. I rolled my eyes and looked away. He was so obnoxious. I had to admit, he was very attractive, though it pained me to think it. I would never admit it to anyone that I was one, hooking up with Luke Hemmings and two, that I actually found him cute.

The bell finally rang, Emma leaving me abruptly because class ran a little long and she had to stop at our dorm before her shift. I packed up my things and was walking back the dorm by myself when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"What the fuck Luke, you scared me," I whispered angrily.

"Don't be so sensitive Riley," he scoffed, "Wanna have a quickie in my dorm? Don't have to be at work for an hour or so,"

I sighed. Who knew I'd ever stoop this low.

"Fine, but make it fast, I have a lot of work to do," I told him, " I have to stop at my dorm first. I'll just meet you there in ten."

"Sounds fantastic," he said, before walking the opposite way towards his residence hall.

-

I had to take the stairs to Luke's dorm because his room was right next to the stairwell, making it a lot more discreet than taking the elevator. However, he happened to live on the seventh floor, so that was my exercise for the day. Well that, and the sex.

I finally reached his room and knocked... He didn't answer. I knocked again. Being in the hallway for this long was getting risky; someone was bound to come out of their room or walk down the hallway and see me outside of Luke's room. How was I supposed to explain to them why I was here? This place was swarming with people from my high school and Luke frequently threw parties here, so it was well-known that this was his dorm.

Just when I began panicking, and knocked for what felt like the hundredth time, the door swung open.

"Knock much?" he said sarcastically, as I entered the room.

The door closed behind me, "What the hell! You knew I'd be over in ten minutes! What would I have done if someone saw me knocking on your door?" I practically yelled at him.

"Geez, Riles," he said, " It's like you're embarrassed to be seen with me."

"No shit, Luke," I rolled my eyes. "Let's just get this over with," I sighed, pulling my auburn hair into a bun, quickly.

He walked over to his window and pulled the curtains shut. I quickly switched off the lamp on his desk and there was just enough light peeking through the edges of the curtains for us to find our way to his bed.

-

Though I was kind of embarrassed for people to ever find out about Luke and I hooking up, he was very good in bed. Also, he kept his dorm clean and had good personal hygiene, which was more than I could say for at least half of the people in our grade. After our quickie in his dorm, I immediately went back to my dorm and showered. Emma still had about 4 hours left on her shift and Luke started in about half an hour and worked until closing. I was in nearly all honors classes, so I always had so much work to do.

I didn't have time for a job, and I'm glad I didn't because I couldn't even fathom how difficult it would be to try and hide my hookups with Luke from Emma if all three of us worked together. I was lucky enough to get a full-ride scholarship for academics, one of the requirements for this scholarship was that I had to take all of these advanced courses. They weren't too challenging for me, but the workload was insane.

I had about four homework assignments completed when Emma walked in, still wearing her work visor, over her messy brown curls.

"Dude, Luke Hemmings came in like ten minutes late for his shift and he totally reeked of sex," she laughed, " I wonder which poor girl was in his bed today,"

I faked a laugh, "Yeah, who knows, his dorm room is practically a revolving door, I've heard," I said, knowing full-well that I was the only girl he was sleeping with.

Emma's reaction was exactly the reason why I was so keen on making sure no one ever found out that Luke and I were hooking up. He had a bad reputation and I didn't want to ruin mine. 

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