part three

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Luke 

The girl didn't even acknowledge me when I walked in. Expected. So I took a seat in the back of the room and leaned back against my chair before letting out a sigh.

She was hot alright, but stubborn as fuck, which I figured out within the first minutes of meeting her.

"Look, if we're gonna be stuck in this room for four hours, we might as well get along and make the best of it." I pointed out to her.

I could tell by the glance that the fit girl gave me as she turned around in her seat, that she was nowhere near convinced.

"You know this is my first detention ever. Right?" She questioned me, raising an eyebrow. " And I'm guessing that by the way you-I dunno- don't give a shit, that you've done this before?"

Wow.

"I mean if you want to count first grade, when I stole someone's Vegemite at snack time, then sure. I've totally done this before." I joked as serious as I could.

This time as she turned around, I could of sworn she cracked a smile? 

Andrea 

Make the best of it?

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

I guess he didn't seem to understand why I was mad at him in the first place.

A few minutes later, he began explaining his 'first grade criminal record' and the asshole actually made me laugh.

How the hell did he do that...?

The Blonde had me completely pissed off with him two seconds ago and now laughing.

I glanced over at the empty teacher's desk seeing packets that were most likely what we were supposed to be doing.

I assumed Mr.Henry was in the teacher's lounge watching TV or some shit. What teacher wants to babysit to highschoolers for four hours?

As I walked over, grabbed a packet and returned to my desk, I was surprised as someone reached from behind me and took it from me a couple of seconds after I had sat down.

"C'mon, we have four hours to do this paper. Why not do something fun?" The blonde said in a voice that was undeniably sexy. I didn't need to turn around to tell that he was smirking.

Luke took a seat at the desk next to me. "What about a game?" He questioned me.

"What about a game?" I questioned back sarcastically, before glancing down at my phone as the screen turned on to show a new notification.

A snapchat notification from Keller Johnson.

The action that I took honestly freaked me out a little bit. I ignored it.

He rolled his eyes at me. "How about.. Never Have I Ever?"

"Sure, it couldn't hurt. But since we don't have alcohol..." I reached into my bag remembering that I had a pack of sour patch kids. "Let's use these."

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