LUKE'S P.O.V.
"Luke, get your ass up!" Wow, what a lovely way to wake up. I slowly blink my eyes open and there, inches away from my face, is my step-dad. Well, he wasn't technically my step-dad, I mean, my mom didn't marry the guy. Thank God for that.
"Yes, Steve?" I say, pulling as far away as I can while laying on the bed. " I said get your ass up. That bitch you call a mother wants me to take you to school." I feel my teeth clench when he insults my mom. Sure, I insult he a bit but only I can.
"Oh, don't worry about it. Calum is picking me up," I lie.
"Good. The less I see your face, the better, " he says, making his way to my door abd slamming it. I glance at the clock... Oh shit! 6:55. School starts at 7:15. I throw myself out if bed and frantically search my room for clean clothes. Flannel jacket, white tee-shirt, and black skinny jeans. Oh well, good enough.
I check the time again; 7:00 on the dot. I yank my phone off the charger and run out of my room and down the stairs. On the way outside I snatch a banana off the counter. No time to brush my teeth or hair so I also throw on a snapback.
I am practically sprinting out of my house. I turn the corner and wham! I run smack into someone. I start cursing, not at them but at myself because I am going to be late... again.
The other person is picking up their things while apologizing repeatedly. I look up and I am met with a familiar pair of hazel eyes. Mystery boy.
