Daddy Kink ✗ 5SOS | ✓

•Part 1•

"On reading a good first paragraph, examiners will be profoundly reassured that its author is on the right lines, being relevant, analytical and rigorous. They will probably breathe a sign of relief that here is one student at least who is avoiding the two common pitfalls. The first is to ignore the question altogether. The second is to write a narrative of events-" my history teacher mrs watt dragged on, the exam we had was in a few weeks time and by god I was failing. I hadn't gotten over 30% in a test over the last few months, my parents blame the parties, my teachers blame my attitude... Me? I blame it on history being fucking awful.

Sitting there in a daze watching the black board in a dream world, until Mrs Watt slammed her ruler down on the desk to shut up the "popular girls" giggling in the corner. Her face was a vision of anger as she was about to raise her voice at them until the classroom door opened, everyone's heads turn to the visitor.

"And you are?" She asks looking the boy standing in the doorframe

"I-I just transferred here, I'm in the class" he stutters swallowing the dry lump in his throat, entering the class, he was tall with flat blonde hair framing over his dark glasses, he was nerdy but cute

"Name" she bluntly asked sitting back down on her swivel chair,

"Luke" he nods looking around the classroom for a space, "Um where do I sit?" He asks nervous Miss Watt just looked at him and smiled

"sit next to the girl who you think is the cutest" my eyes widen as he looks around the room stopping to stare into my eyes, his own a bright shade of blue which made me melt, "Cameron get up" she states to the boy next to me gesturing for him to sit in a vacant seat facing the wall by her desk allowing Luke to sit next to me. He placed his bag on the floor getting out a variety of pencils and a note book glancing over at me occasionally making a small smile appear on my lips.

After that painstakingly long lecture I speedily walked down the hall towards my locker ensuring that I disregarded Luke when I left, I didn't want the whole awkward first meeting.
Opening the crimson red door of my locker I check my makeup in the small mirror I had put up I didn't know why I wanted to make sure I looked ok, I didn't have feelings for the boy.

"Hey" I hear from beside me I mentally curse screwing my eyes shut for a second before looking over to see Luke leaning against the locker next to mine...great.