Becca's P.O.V
Luke texted me the next day and I told him I could help him. He needed help with geometry and I was an expert at it.
"Luke quit playing around,"I laughed.
"This is boring,"he whined.
"Fine, finish this problem and we can take a break,"I offered.
"Fine,"he groaned.
He finished the problem in minutes and got the right answer.
"Great,"I said.
"I'm hungry."
He got up and when he came back with chips and pop.
"Thanks,"I said reaching for a pop.
"What for?"he said with a smirk."This is all for me."
"Lucas,"I gasped.
"What I'm a growing boy."
"If you grow anymore you're head will touch the ceiling. You big giraffe,"I laughed grabbing a pop.
We talked for a few minutes about nothing in particular.
"I see why now," Luke said out of nowhere.
"What?"I asked.
"I see why Ashton likes you."
