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Eleven: good girls don't lie

Isabella's POV

I couldn't sleep all night. Without my phone to set my alarm I was anxious that I wouldn't get up in time and would end up late in class, again. That, and the fact I couldn't get Lukas out of my head. His lips and the way he smirked at my uniform. His fingers trailing over my skin to the extend it made my entire body shiver with content. His confession showing me he's not evil, just broken. I got up and rubbed the back of my head which still hurt like hell. I hate those damn skates all they do is cause me problems... Painful ankles and drunk college guys showing up at my bar. I said to myself when I saw my skates in the corner of my room.

I managed to barely sleep, have plenty of time to get ready and still run late for class. I was lost in thoughts so everything I did, I did ten times slower than usual. Being late, I didn't have time to put together a decent outfit. I threw on some jeans, my converse and a grey hoodie hoping not to stand out in the crowd. I grabbed my books and walked to school which made me think I should either buy a bike or a car. It would safe me so much time. I ran into a packed auditorium, people staring at my late appearance while the professor had already started explaining foreign politics by the looks of his slides. God, I hate this class... I sat down quietly trying not to make any noise and draw even more attention to the unsubtle mess I am. I had to concentrate but that was easier said than done... I had to find a way to get my phone back without swooning at Lukas's feet. The entire class, which was filled with nonsense anyway, I tried to come up with a plan. All of them ending with me kissing Lukas. Come one Isabella, are you really that weak? Falling for a boy? Two boys actually. Drew, or did one 'almost' make out session with mister pretty eyes make you forget about him already?? Of course I didn't forget about him but I hadn't talked to him since our date. Mind the fact I didn't have my phone which was frustrating. At that moment I realized it was a good thing I put a password on my phone. I imagined protective Lukas smashing my phone against a wall and submerging it in the toilet if he saw any messages coming from Drew. I needed to think of a better plan that didn't end with cuddling the person I needed to keep my distance from. I also needed to study so I decided to go to the coffeehouse to get a warm cup of happiness and reluctantly learn more about foreign politics.

I found a table and spread out my books next to my cappuccino. I took a seat with my back towards the door so the constant stream of college students wouldn't distract me from studying Putin's political negotiations. After a couple of sips from my cup of coffee and a few pages of political nonsense I decided to improve my plan to get my phone back. I could ask Mia to get it for me but then I had to explain why and how my phone ended up in the jacket of her brother. I could go to their apartment, wait until Mia goes to the bathroom so I can sneak into Lukas's bedroom and grab my phone. I could ask Lukas myself or I could pull him against me, wrap my arms around him so I can take my phone from his...

"Thinking about me..." A husky voice whispered in my ear, ripping me out of my thoughts and startling me so much I almost knocked over my table like a ninja. I know that voice... It was Lukas's, whose hands were on my shoulders trying to keep me seated, unable to turn around and meet his face. I could feel the presence of his face next to mine from behind.

"I... I wasn't... N-not ab-about you..." I lied and stuttered terribly trying to find words to deny my mind was imagining my arms around him. "Putin. I was studying Putin." I digged the hole even deeper, burying myself underneath a big pile of obvious lies.

"Good girls don't lie Isabella." He whispered near my ear, his voice raspy but playful. He was on to me and I could feel every student trying to get their hands on a cup of coffee disappear. My mind had only room for the sensation of Lukas whispering words in my ear with his minty breath brushing along my cheek. I had to pull myself together if I was going to leave the café in one piece instead of Lukas walking out and taking my heart with him. Keep your distance Isabella.