My Ex is My Teacher (Luke Hemmings)

Crumbling, Tumbling, Crashing Down, Brick by Brick

A/n: Sooooo, I don't know why but for some reason I'm just annoyed tonight...like I had fun with my friends earlier and we went to wawa and starbucks but i bombed my drama audition and i was supposed to get my iphone6 today, like it was supossed to be delivered to my house and i was gonna have it by today but it just didn't work out i guess??? i don't know. and then i had like 3 friends that were sick and now me and my other friend are sick and just uggggggh. Anyway though, i really wanted to update cuz i'm in the writing mood and because THIS CHAPTER IS GONNA BE THE BOMB!!! LIKE IDK IF I SHOULD LEAVE YOU GUYS WITHA CLIFF HANGER OR NOT BUT IDKKKK YET SO WE'LL SEE IF I'M NICE OR MEAN!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA (i swear i'm like high right now.) (not really but i feel like it) (i wouldnt know what it feels like but my friend does and she described it and so yeah) (now read on) *****POLYVORE OUTFIT IS IN THE EXTERNAL LINK***** 

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Friday Night

Elise's POV 

"Elise!!!" I heard my mother calling me from downstairs as I was putting on my heels after just finishing my make-up in the bathroom. 

"I'll be right there mom!" I call back. 

I grab my clutch that contains of my phone, lip gloss, and a bit of money. 

I look at myself one more time in the mirror, twirling around and straightening out my outfit.

I step out of the bathroom and then my room and start to walk down the stairs but then my brother stops me by saying, "Have fun on your date."

"Oh shut up James. It's not a date. It's strictly for school."

"Yeah, sure," he remarks and then walk away, into his room. 

Gosh, he's annoying. 

I start to walk downstairs again and once I get down I see him. 

"Oh look darling, you look gorgeous. I didn't expect you to dress up this nice," my dad exclaims.

I just smille at him, give my parents both a hug and a kiss and leave with my "date" at my side.

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"So what is that we exactly do while we're here?"

"Well, I'll just show you around. I'll introduce you to people, the University Administer's, and then we both just chill. We do need to be up on stage though when my parents are saying their speech as guest of honors," Demetri explained. 

"Sound's fun," I say sarcasticly.

 "Yeah, I know right."

"Hm, who would think that Mr. Demetrius Park would be seen at a gala," I joke.

"You know, I do go to school with you in Upper East Side. And i live in the Upper East Side too. You see, my parents theory is, that if you have the money, then spend it. They're not like your's who would rather be in a town house in Midtown."

"Hmmm," was just my response.

Demetri grabbed two glasses of Champagne when a waiter with a tray passed by.

"Here," he handed one to me, "hold this and drink this. Only little sips. We're going to go talk to the Administrators now."

"You know, with having a  Dad who is a big architect, and my mother who is getting a PhD so she's not considered just a helper in curing cancer, and their parents being some of the wealthiest buissness men and women in the industry, I've been to plenty of these. And I know exactly what to do," I stated.