WELCOME GUYS TO MY NEW FANFIC OMG
So I've been considering writing a Luke Hemmings fanfic for quiet a while I've just been too lazy to start.
So I hope you guys like it I'M SO EXCITED ARGHHHHHH
Ok enjoy :) x
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I woke up to the sound of death. My alarm clock. Knowing I had to get up for school. The stupid little song that I was used to hearing every morning since I got this damn alarm clock filled the room. I sighed as I got out of bed. My shirt was all crinkled and my hair looked like a jungle.
I walked over to the bathroom and got ready. I quickly brushed my teeth and headed out. I usually never have breakfast because I don't have time. I put on some skinny jeans and a T-shirt. I heard other girls were even going to buy new clothing to wear for the last day of school. Not me. I looked at myself in the mirror, I could feel my dark hair against my skin. I decided to put on some mascara for the day.
"Hurry up, Nicole!" I heard my dad yell from downstairs.
I quickly shoved everything in my bag and headed out. I just really wanted to get this day over with. I don't even give 2 fucks about the last day of school. Everyone makes such a big deal about it. It's stupid.
I rushed downstairs to the car. I saw my dad already buckling his seat bealt waiting for me to hop on and leave. I quickly got in and closed the door, making sure I had everything I needed for today. I looked out the window like I always did when I was in the car. I don't know, It gave me a sense of peace. It was raining a lot today. The skies were grey and the cold road was as wet as ever.
"So last day of school, huh?" I hear my dad say.
"Yeah." I quickly said, not even bothering to look at his direction.
My head rested on my hand as I looked out the window at the houses we passed by everyday. They seemed like pretty old houses, but it looked like there were still people living in those neighborhoods.
"You excited?" My dad said anxiously.
"Nah." I responded.
Me and my dad had a strong relationship. Ever since my parents got divorced my dad has been taking care of me. I don't talk to my mom that much anymore. Only on holidays. Sometimes I go visit her for christmas. My parents got a divorce 8 years ago when I was only 10. Meaning I'm 18 now.
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"Bye, honey! Have a good last-day-of-school day!"
"Bye, dad." I said smiling at him and his silly humor.
I walked to the front of the school. I still couldn't see any of my friends anywhere. I walked to my locker and put all my stuff away.
just a few more hours and you can leave this hell.
As I closed my locker I spotted my two best friends. Brooke and Ashton. They were talking and laughing together as they walked towards my locker.
"Hey guys!" I practically screamed.
"hi, Nicole." They both said.
I hugged both of them and we talked for a while. We waited for the bell to ring so we could go to our classes where we practically did nothing because come on, what are going to do on the last day of school?
With that, the bell rang and we were off to our final classes. My first block was science. I ran\walked to room 1213 and sat down beside a boy named Joe. The rest of the class period was boring as ever. We practically just sat there and listened to the teacher go on and on about how important science is and why we should study over the summer. Hell no.
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After that block ended I sat up, tired of listening to the crap the teacher talked about for the past 40 fucking minutes of the class. I looked around the hall to see people chatting with their friends. Others rushing to thr cafeteria. I through my stuff in my locker and headed to lunch.
I sat down next to Ashton and Brooke in on of the tables in the back of the huge room.
"So guys, my friends invited me to go hang out over Santa Monica Pier, wanna come?" Ashton said.
"Sure i'd love too!" said Brooke.
"Um, sure I'll go with you guys."
"Great, I'll pick you guys up around 7:00 PM."
After that we ate our lunch in silence, appreciating our company.
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School was finally over. I was finally free form all the stress. I took everything out of my locker and shoved it in my bag. Not giving a damn about closing my locker. Right now, all I wanted to do was leave.
I spotted my dad's car and got in.
"So how was school?" He asked curiously.
"Good." I lied.
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As soon as I got home, I through my bag on the floor and took a huge ass nap. All I could think about now was The Santa Monica Pier tonight. and with that I slowly fell asleep.
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THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR GIVING MY CRAPPY ASS FANFIC A TRY.
I SWEAR IT GETS EXTREMELY GOOD NEXT CHAPTER SO PLEASE DON'T GIVE UP ON ME.
I LOVE YOU ALL xx
