My Next-door Idiot

Last Period

I walked into last period expecting to see Luke sitting with the boys, talking as usual. Of course he has this class with me. Luke saw me and waved dramatically.

"Hey look at that, we're math buddies!" Luke said, amusement wide on his face. He kicked the chair of a desk next to him, gesturing for me to sit there. I hesitantly walked over to the seat and put my books down.

"How's your face? That football hit you hard," Michael asked, letting out a slight laugh at the last utterance.

"And you flew like five feet back," Ashton chortled.

"Not even! At least like eight," Niall giggled.

"Yes yes it was all very funny, wasn't it?" I mumbled.

"It really was," Louis bit his lip to prevent himself from grinning too wide, "Too bad you missed it, Luke,"

"I've seen her make an idiot of herself in primary school way more than I need to," Luke snickered.

"At least I didn't hit the people next to me in music class when I was doing the dance moves our teacher taught us," I remarked. Some of the boys snapped and pursed their lips to tease Luke.

"You guys seem close. It's weird," Niall stated, "Are you two cousins?"

"Yeah it's as if you've known each other for a long time but Luke just moved to England," Ashton added.

"Please, if she was related to me she'd at least look decent," Luke scoffed arrogantly. I kicked him hard in the shin, gaining a yell from his mouth.

"If I was related to you I'd kill myself, not like I'm not considering it now," I mumbled.

"I think you left a mark on my leg, crazy woman," Luke hissed, stuffing his head underneath his desk to get a better look.

"So then are you two just close friends?" Louis blinked sweetly at me, trying to lighten the mood. It's seriously impossible to stay in a bad mood while staring at his smile.

"Well actually, Louis we're -"

"You're in my seat, Naomi," I heard an icy voice pierce. I looked over Louis' adorable head to see Aria shooting daggers at me with her blue eyes. I almost winced from the sudden coldness but then I realised the pure jealousy distinct on her face, spreading the feeling of satisfaction inside me.

"Actually, Luke is the one sitting in your seat," I stated.

"Luke? Who's Luke?" Aria asked, miffed.

"I heard my name," Luke said, sitting back up. He made eye contact with her and I watched her priceless reaction of facial swooning.

"Luke ... Hemmings?" she finally managed to say. Her face stirred into a mixture of recognition, shock, happiness and aftermath of swooning. For a minute I am legitimately confused until I remember about that freakish crush she had on him in year four. Wow, it's been over six years and she recognised him better than I did.

"Sorry, am I in your seat?" Luke questioned. Aria blinked a few times and then cleared her throat.

"It's okay, you can sit there," Aria smiled. She then shot her head towards my direction, "Naomi, move,"

"Why don't you sit next to me, Aria?" Louis suggested. She quickly glanced at Luke, and then back to Louis, then back at me. She dejectedly took her seat in front of me and next to Louis and engaged in a conversation with him. That's when it hit me. If Aria loses interest in Louis to go after Luke, it turns into a definite bonus for me!

"Pssst, Luke," I whispered.

"What do you want?" he whispered back.

"Do you think Aria's pretty?" I asked.