Luke-4: School

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"George this uniform ridiculous," I looked in the mirror at this uniform, with the tie. It's just, plain stupid. It's high school, shouldn't we be allowed to wear what we please? Good thing they had black, it's all I'll wear.

"It suits you," my mom said. "Oh, look at him."

"His look handsome," my father said.

"I look stupid," I said. "This tie is so, not me."

"Well leave it, you look very handsome," my mother said. "Good luck on your first day sweetie."

"Thanks, mom," I smiled.

"Sir you'll be late," George said.

"Fine, I have to go," I said.

"Bye sweetie," she blew a kiss. The mirror went back to normal.

I dust my suit off. Stupid uniform. "Miss Elise will be waiting for you in front of the school," George said as he drove me there.

"She's going to ditch me," I said. I did slam the door on her the other day. She must've had taken that poorly.

"Nonsense she's a good girl," George stopped. "Here we are, good luck sir, I'll be waiting here after school."

"Alright," I got out an sling my backpack over my shoulder.

I walked towards the front of the school, look at them all. All those humans. I hate this, but I can't do shit about it.

I looked for Elise at the front of the school. But I didn't see her. I knew it; she ditched me. I will get her back for leaving me alone. I'll find her and, I'm not sure what I'll do; but I'll think of something. I waited for a bit more.

"She is dead," I said.

"Whos dead?" I turned around. There she was with a smile on her face.

"Where were you?" I asked. "I have been waiting for you."

"I went to the office to get your schedule," she said handing me the paper. "What you thought I ditched you?"

"No," I snatched it from her hand. She was going to ditch me. 

"I was going to, but then I knew you were going to whine like a girl," she said and went inside. I follow behind.

"I was not," I mumble.

"Sure whatever you say," she said.

I looked her up and down as she walked. She looked nice. Her skirt was a bit short. She had nice legs. That uniform hugged her curves.

"Perv," I looked up at her.

"Ain't my fault your wearing that," I said.

"Anyways, huh strange," she said. "What did your butler ask the school to match your schedule to mine?"

"No," I said taking her schedule and comparing it to mine. Shit. I was stuck with her for the rest of the year.

She snatched her schedule back. "You'll stick to your friends; I'll stick to myself," she said and walked into the classroom. I follow her.

"What you're a loner?" I asked.

"Yes and I prefer it like that, drama free," she sat down. I stood in front of her and leaned against her desk. "What?"

"I prefer being alone too," I said. "I don't like being surrounded by, well anyone."

"Well good for you," she said. And got out a book and read.

I stared at her. She sighed and set her book down. "Do you mind?" She said.

"Where do I sit?" I asked.

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