-CAITLINS POV-
A week passed and school started. The first day I came home after screwing up my schedule a million times in a horrible mood because all I could think of was Luke.
Luke Luke Luke.
Why?
Because on my first day at Smithgrove highschool in North Carolina, I met Luke.
Luke Luke Luke.
And Caroline. I missed her so much, she's getting more guy attention now that Niall broke up with her.
She was really really really upset that girl.
So based on tradition, since I called Luke three nights ago and we talked for seven hours and twenty seven minutes straight (we both dont have a life) its Luke's turn text or call me. But he hasn't typed a word to me since then.
Then I'm stuck with well do I text him now?
So then I decide to.
Me: Hey Lukie miss u
I watch the reruns of Pretty Little Liars while I wait for an answer.
My clock read 10:00 and I come to the realization that I watched four hours of PLL. Again proof that I have no life. I yawned and picked out leggings and a tanktop for tomorrow because I didn't feel like looking good tomorrow for my second day of school. Noone to impress there.
I brushed my teeth and combed my mane of blonde hair and as I turned off the light I checked my phone.
Twitter: carolinee retweeted "just watched pll for four hours what even"
Was all that was there.
My stomach dropped, immediately picturing the worst reason he's not answering.
But then I thought maybe his phone is broken, or he's been busy with 5sos or something.
The thought kept me up all night and I woke up with the same dream of Luke telling me that he's gone and that I should live in my head like the ink on a smart board that is left behind and won't go away no matter how many times you try to erase it.
