insomnia - hemmings au

Chapter 1.

1.

Luke Hemmings.

6 feet tall, muscular built, blonde hair, blue eyes, dimples on his cheeks, a piercing on his lip. 17 years old, two siblings, moved to Seattle, Washington from Sydney, Australia three years ago, lives on 713 Jackson street. Ex-Track star, honor student, office assistant every Tuesday during fourth period.

Friendly, reserved, sarcastic and known by everyone as just that.

That's Luke Hemmings, high school Junior.

As far as everyone knows that is.

Luke Hemmings was just another guy. I cared nothing about him other than that he was my school mate. He could've died that day and I wouldn't have noticed.

But no, Life wasn't going to take that. It wasn't going to accept that that would be the end of Luke Hemmings to me. Of course not, Life decided to let him enter my life and let me enter his. Life decided it was time for us to cross paths.

It was the start of something we never saw coming yet somehow knew was coming all along.

To kick it off, we were joined together in the most cliche way possible. We didn't randomly run into each other, we didn't bully the other because we secretly loved them and didn't want it to show, we didn't become best friends who developed feelings for each other.

Gosh, I could've only wished for something like that to have happened to at least not make it seem like a story pulled right of a teenage girl's journal.

It was English Lit.

And we were paired to do our project together.

"Hemmings and Smiths?" our teacher called out. I raised my hand slightly and so did the other person called. "Oh, there you two are! Paired." she said officially.

He was seated two rows away and three seats down. I turned around to make eye contact with him, and it worked. His blue eyes were wide and his eyebrows were up as if asking are you in?. I gave him a small smile and he threw a thumbs up back at me.

"Alright, that was the last pair. Now, I hope you're happy with your partners because you'll be working with them for the next few weeks. You are all tasked to choose a work from your favorite poet that disproves a common misconception of humans today.

"You will express this through any form other than an essay. It can be a diagram, a video, anything as long as you are pleased with what you have when you submit it. Today is the 24th of March, your projects are due on the 16th of April. The pair with the best project will be given an A for one-third of their grade, so I suggest you try your best." she concluded.

Some people groaned and some people were excited. I, on the other hand, slumped back into my chair and dreamt of things I could be doing outside of this hellhole right now.

I started to day dream as the class droned on.

Why was Mrs. Garcia's hair always clipped to one side like that? Why did Sam have to always tap his foot on the ground beside me? Who was Lily texting to my right? Her boyfriend? What was his name? Calum? Wasn't he an athlete? Did he play soccer? Or did he do track? Wait, he played soccer but then who did track?

Oh right, that Hemmings guy did. He was the new student from two years ago that came from Australia, right? The one with the little sister? What was his first name? Ummm...

"Luke." someone with a weird accent said as their hands fell onto my desk. I looked up to see my blonde haired partner and dude, he was tall. "Excuse me?" I said a bit irritated. "I'm Luke, your partner?" he raised one of his eyebrows in suspicion.