Happily Never After

CHAPTER NINE

NICOLE:

"I love you, babe." Luke smiled. He held my hand tightly as he caresses my cheeks with his free hand. He looked so serious saying those words,

"I love you too, Luke." I gave him a big smile as I kissed him on the cheek.

"Of course you do, who wouldn't?" he grinned?

"Shut up!" I playfully slapped him in the arms. He tucked the loose strand of hair behind my ear and the he cupped my cheek. He inched closer, until our nose had touch and I could feel his warm breath. He closed his eyes, then he inched a little more closer until our lips me -

TELL ME WHERE YOU'RE HIDING YOUR VOODOO DOLLS,'CAUSE I CAN'T CONTROL MY BREATH. I DON'T -

I stopped my alarm as soon as I heard the song of 5SOS.

What was that dream about? What the fuck?!

I did not dream about something like that. It's a good thing my alarm woke me up, or else I would see the horrible, incredulous, betrayal of my feelings against him. Ugh, my eyes are burning! Maybe the Dream God made a mistake about giving that dream to me. AAAARGH, such a bad start for my day.

I had no choice; I got up of my bed and took a quick shower then changed into an island blue blouse, a pair of skinny jeans, and my ol' chucks.

I arrived at school a bit late, and when I got there I saw Meghan running towards me welcoming me with one of her bone-crushing hugs.

"I missed you, sis!" she exclaimed as she enveloped me with her really tight hug.

"I missed you too. And I-I ca-can't breathe!" I said as I struggle under her tight hug.

She immediately released from the hug. "I'm glad I'm still alive." I said while fixing myself. "I have something to tell you." I added.

"What? Tell me." She pleaded.

"I had a dream about him."

"Who?" she questioned.

"Him." Gesturing a tall guy, who plays basketball, followed by my middle-finger.

"WHO?" She asked as she raised her eyebrow.

"Luke!" I exclaimed. And as soon as I did that I regretted it. Everybody was staring at us and whispering something to each other. I grabbed Meghan's arm then dragged her to the wash room.

"Ouch, Nicole!" she yelped as she slapped my hand. I released my grip and then she let out sigh.

"What's this about?" she asked, looking at me incredulously.

"I'll tell you the thing I was supposed to tell you outside." I said as I comb my hair. "And besides, people are staring and its freaking me out."

"Okay. Spill it!" she insisted.

I took a breath. "I had a dream about Luke." I groaned.

"Really? OMG! TELL ME NOW!" she exclaimed as she grabbed my shoulders and shook me.

"Girl, chill. Stop interrupting me so I can tell you everything." I growled.

"Okay, I'll keep quiet."

I told her everything that happened in my dream and she was like "Oh my god! When did that happened?" and "OMG, you sound so cute together!" and then she keeps yapping about it. I grew tired about it, that's why I rolled my eyes at her.

We were having a good time teasing and scowling at each other, when somebody flushed the toilet. I felt my face flushed. Meghan and I were just looking at each other mouthing the words 'shit'.

"Well, well, well. It's Meghan - my soon to be sister-in-law - and the new girl." she said as she threw dirty glares.

"Dreamt about Luke? I'll just get straight with you." She said as she inched closer to us. "If you're starting to have feelings with Luke, you better start to stay away from him or else I'll make you live your life like hell!" She looks like she was ready to kill; she just bitterly smiled at us, turned away and left us gaping after her.

Few hours had passed after the traumatic scene. It was already lunch time and Meghan and I are walking to the cafeteria.

"Who was that?" I abruptly asked, out of the topic.

"Who?" she questioned raising her eyebrows at me.

"The girl earlier in the wash room." I said and rolled my eyes at the thought of her.

"Oh. Her." She shrugged. "She was Mikaela Charisse Cruz, the head cheerleader, queen B as in 'bitch'," she paused as she bitterly laughed at the thought. "She also assumes that she is pretty. And she is madly in love with Luke, as far as I remember."

"Did Luke and her..." I trailed off as I swallowed a lump in my throat. "Hooked up?" I asked as I gave a sheepish smile.

"No. Over my dead body. I will and I can never ever imagine that they will hook up. I really don't like them ass a couple and Charisse is a slut." Meghan bitterly said.

"How come?" I questioned.

"She's conceited and dirty. She dated almost everyone, including her half-brother. She's paying guys to have sex with her and tell the story the other way around. She's the type of girl who thinks she can have everything which is never going to happen.

"Yes, there are a lot of guys who wants to date her and have her, but she never gives her everything to a guy except Luke. She loved Luke as far as I remember but Luke never felt the same way. Yet, I don't know the whole story and why." She explained with a snarky face.

"Wow, I thought that type of girl only exists in movies." I incredulously said.

"Well, you thought wrong, girl." She said while wiggling her finger in front of my face. I playfully slapped her arm and then we continued walking to the cafeteria.