1; high regard

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hi.

♪ fuck an apology, i'm not sorry for anything ♪

-the story so far

[ironic ayy] ^^

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"so, i was going really hard and deep in her, then i decided to be a little kinky and--"

"calum! we don't need to hear any more about your sex life! please!"

"but it was the best! you should of seen her eyes roll back, mhm damn . . ."

luke cringed, watching his two best friends, that he's known for most of his life, bicker.

"please . . . stop . . . my virgin ears are starting to bleed."

"i bet that your virgin asshole would bleed when i pound into yo--"

luke cringed even harder.

"oh my god, calum . . ."

"hehe . . . that sounded like you moaned."

luke cringed harder, if that was even possible.

"hey, luke. please tell your friend to shut the fuck up."

luke's eyes darted towards the smirking boy, "calum . . ." luke glanced at his other best friend, "ashton . . . when will you two stop auguring and just get together already?" he smirked, deciding to tease them a bit.

it proved quite difficult to hold back a giggle when both of his best friend's eyes widened, then glanced at each other, then looked back at luke. they shouted, "no!" in unison.

his mischievous smirk stood in place while saying, "ash. we all know you're bi, so c'mon . . . you gotta admit that calum is pretty hot. same goes for you, cal," he pointed at his kiwi friend, "you gotta admit that ash is hot. well. i'm going to get more food. you guys stay here." luke ignored his best friends yelling at him and denying everything he just stated and made his way to the canteen. he wanted more food. he wasn't even hungry, he just liked food.

he has been friends with ashton and calum even since primary school. they were in all the same classes. every single teacher that had to be in charge of them, got a headache within the first hour of being in their presence. they were always the overly energetic students that made too much destruction in the learning area.

the line for the canteen wasn't that long, but was still pretty crowded as usual.

everyone in the line was always rude. they always pushed their way through, and luke hated that.

after a few moments, he finally made a move to get involved in the chaos that is the canteen line. he took two long strides to reach the space behind a girl with long blonde hair who was talking-- sorry, more like flirting with a tall boy with shaggy hair and lightly sun kissed skin.

luke sighed. he looked around and observed his surroundings. on his left was a girl with emerald green hair. he liked her hair. she was pretty, as well.

on his right, there was a rail separating two lines of students. on the other side of rail, the was brunette girl who had her hair styled into a very fancy and sophisticated pony tail. she had thick, black frame glasses on, which led luke to the conclusion that the girl must work hard in school. although, it was merely an assumption.

"o-oh i'm real s-sorry . . ." he turned around with furrowed eyebrows when he felt a push. "i-i, it, he just . . . 'm so sorry, really sorry, i got pushed and i- well . . . yeah." the boy with a snow white complexion and various shades of purple, pink, blue in his emo hair[hehe mcr days] -it reminded luke of the galaxy- repetitively stuttered out apologies.

luke tiled his head to the left. "s'okay . . ." the galaxy boy -luke has given this stranger a name- snapped his head upwards towards luke, eyebrows raised. "you don't have to apologise," he lightly chuckled under his breath, "it's all good, mate."

galaxy boy repetitively opened and closed his mouth, representing a blabbering fish. he averted his eyes away from the blonde, down to the ground. his shoes were suddenly very interesting. "i, um . . ." his eyes were brought back up, wondering around the scenery of the busy high school. his bottom lip was was sucked in by his top front teeth, getting gnawed on roughly.

luke managed a smile, finding this boy quite adorable, yet sketchy. interesting combination.

galaxy boy turned and ran.

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idk

-b

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