Intertwined

Chapter 19: Party time

Anastasia's P.o.V.-

I have been waiting on Lucas for ten minutes and he has yet to show. I finally decide I should call him, before I am late. He answers in a a husky tone, as if he has just woke up. I blush at the thought of him shirtless, while on the phone with me. I tell him to hurry up and he does. He comes out within the five minutes he said he would. I keep promising myself not to catch feelings for him, but my heart and mind are saying two very different things. He gets in th car and I hurry for the school. I turn on my motherfucking jam, lol, and start to dance like a crazy person. Soon Lucas catches onto the words and is singing and dancing with me. He can do a killer air-guitar and it makes me die laughing. When we get to school we run to get in the building on time. We walk in right as the bell rings and I rush the opposite way of Lucas, as he backpedals and shoots me two air guns with a wink. My first class like always goes by pretty quick, even though it is drop dead boring. The bell rings and I skip down the hall excited for Biology. Or maybe it is just to see Lucas again. I sit don and get all my stuff out on my desk. The morning announcements come on, distracting me from seeing Lucas stroll in. That's when I hear his name come up on the announcements. Today is his birthday, and that bitch didn't think to tell me. I eye him down until he finally catches my stare. I then look down and begin to text him.

"You didnt tell me it was your birthday!" I text offendedly.

I figure since his mom hasn't been around alot he probably goes to see her or something for his birthday. I decide to test my theory and throw a party for him. When he doesn't disagree my face lights up with excitement. I haven't thrown a party since that time with Matt. This should be fun. Both my parents have decided to go visit my grandma, and Austin is touring college campuses meaning I have the house to myself all weekend. Lucas walks with me to my next class even though it is causing to miss some of his  already short lunch time. So fucking sweet of him. We talk about random shit until we get cutoff by my approaching next class. My class flies by as I focus on all the things I am gonna need for tonight. I go to the library during fourth with my class to do research. Sure enough Lucas's fourth block is in there too. I go over to one of the back shelves and start pretending as if I am actually looking for a book. Sure enough Lucas walks up and does the same on the opposite side of the book case. I make a joke about how he looks as pale as the old dusty books themselves. We both try to contain our laughter as we roast each other back and forth. The librarian constantly shushes us; Lucas mimics her with one of the books and a pair of old glasses that were on a statue.

"Everyone be quiet and dont breathe because god forbid." he said in his best granny voice trying to get every inch of her attitude laced in his words.

I sit down on the floor trying to control my fit of laughter but I cant. The teacher calls me, and asks me whats so funny in front of the whole library. I am screwed.

"Uhhh-" I begin but I am interupted when Lucas comes out with the statues clothes on now.

"shushhhhh." Lucas says in his librarian voice making everyone laugh.

"That." I say giggling, without thinking of the trouble Lucas will probably get in.

As we walk to my car afterschool he explains how he now will have to have lunch detention all next week. I can tell he doesnt mind because he says it with a smile.

"Anything to keep this troublemaker out of trouble." he says nudging me on the elbow.

I blush, before rubbing my hand over the area he had touched my elbow. His skin was soft and made me get butterflies at even the slightest touches.

"Dude I have absolutely no friends to even invite to this party." I say while shaking my head, as we get in the car.

"You have one friend." He says smiling.

"Who?" I say smirking.

"Me." he says which honestly shocked me.

I feel myself blushing so I turn away from him and focus on the road.

"Want me to invite some people or put something on social media?" he asks as we start getting close to his house.

"That would be good!" I say cheerfully.

I watch him get out the car and give me his usual hand guns gesture. It always seems to make me smile. I drive off to the store to get the supplies for this epic party.