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by megan_darling

by megan_darling

"Okay, class stop messing around!" Mr. Lester shouts to the class.

"Okay, Luke can you just pay attention for once and finish something?" I groaned throwing my book to the table. "Babe, why can't we just do some homework, you know, in my bedroom?" Luke smirks at me showing his perfect white teeth. "Don't call me, 'babe' and no." I retorted rolling my eyes, continuing writing. Horny bastard.

"I'm just saying, you look like a girl who needs to loosen up." Luke puts his hands in the air defending himself. "I'm perfectly fine just the way I am." I spat out. "Okay, sorry didn't mean to burst you're bubbles, Ms. Perfect" Luke saids with wide eyes.

"Well, sorry Mr. Badboy" I said right away. "Luke come on we need to get wor-" As soon as the bell rings, Luke bursts out of the room right away. I groaned loudly, seeing how much work that I will have to do. As I turned pick up my bag, I collide into a body and collapse to the cold and dirty ground.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" A boy helps me up. "I'm so sorry, I'm an idiot." He looks at me with pity. "Oh, its okay" I muttered picking up my books, that fell. "Well, my names Michael. Michael Clifford" Michael takes his hands infront of me to shake, which I gladly took. "I'm Bella. Bella Windford" Mocking him, I smirked. "I see what you did there." Michael declared. I just laughed in reply.

"Man, where are you?" A voice coming from the hall ways. I saw Michael widen his eyes looking at his direction infront of him. "Over here" Michael throws his hands and waves it in the air. I saw boy run up to us, he was wearing pants, that is tighter then mines, might I add. And he was wearing a Blink-182 tee. "Whats up, man?" Michael looks at him questionally. "Nothing, I just wanted to hang out, but I see you have a friend with you" The boy winks at michael.

Michael scratches his neck, and laughed nervously. "This is Bella." Michael muttered. "Hi, Bella, I'm Calum" He reaches his hand out for me to take. "Well, hello there, Calum" I shook his hand, carefully and blushed. Michael clears his throat, swinging back and forth. "Well, lunch anyone?"

"We shall." Calum and I said in unison.

ASDFGHJKL YOU GO CALUM.

FETUS CALUM.

-megan