Unexpected

Chapter 12

"You cheated!" I screamed while holding onto Lukes hand.

"No I didn't!" he protested while laughing at me.

"You can't use two hands when you arm wrestle!" I yelled trying to sound tough, "If anyone gets to cheat it's me," I pouted.

"Okay fine lets try it again," he smirked at me. I rolled my eyes and repositioned my arm, slowley gripping his hand tighter.

"One, two, two and a half, two and three quarters," Luke dragged on.

"Three!" I finished for him and pushed with all of my strength on his hand. His arm was about two inches from the coffee table in the livingroom of the boys house. He laughed and then let me win.

"Yes!" I screamed jumping up and down. I didn't care if he let me win or not all that matters is that I beat him yet again.

"I win," I sang then stuck my toung out at him.

"Only cause I just let you." he said in a girly voice, flipping his imaginary hair.

"Whatever," I sighed sitting down next to him on the floor infront of the couch but behind the coffee table. I rested my head on his shoulder.

"You know," Michael said in a mysterious tone while he took a bite out of an apple then continued, "he only arm wrestles you to hold your hand," he smirked.

"Is that so you little perv," I laughed at Luke while nudged his arm. We had the kind of friendship where it never became awkward, and I was very thankful for that.

"How'd he know," he laughed back making a face at Michael like he was shocked yet in pain. His eyes widened and his teeth were closed together but his lips not covering them. One of the funniest faces hes ever made.

"Michael knows all," Mike laughed while he jumped out of his chair, apple in hand, and ran off somewhere.

I rested my head back onto his shoulder as we sat there with our back pressed up against the couch, silently. It was a calming silence, one I could almost fall asleep to.

I only had two classes today and they were early in the morning. Becca took a rain check on setting up her appartment for God knows why so Luke and I went to a Mexican restaurant for lunch and then back fo his house to hang out.

No one was here except Michael when we got here. He said he didn't know where the others had run off too but he had a class at 2:30 so he would have to leave soon.

"What time is it?" I asked softly as Luke pulled his phone out of his front pocket and replied,

"1:07," I groaned a fell onto his lap. He played with my hair for a good ten minutes then I broke the silence.

"I have an idea," I sat up and ran a hand threw my hair, crossing my tan legs that were in black nike shorts, over another.

"You wanna make out?" Luke whispered jokingly as I slapped him.

"In your dreams stupid," he faked a hurt gasp.

"Just one kiss?" he begged as I took his hand and brought it to my lips. He smiled widely.

"Better?" I asked while he nodded and I continued to talk, "We should go to the beach. We could skateboard there and get ice cream and stay there the rest of the day! Dosn't that sound fun?" I smiled and grabbed his other hand, moving them side to side.

"Yeah that sounds great. What about the rest of the boys?" he asked.

"What about them? lets leave a note tellin them were goin to the beach and won't be back for a while and leave our phones here so we dont have to worry about loosing them or them getting wet or people calling us lets just gooo!" I tried to pull him up.