Competition

Chapter 3

Ugh finally. The bell rings and its finally lunch time. I'm beyond starving right now, or am I just nervous. But I have no reason to be. Like has been running threw my head all day, but I'm hoping he's not in my lunch. I walk onto the cafeteria to find Eleanora and I spot her sitting at a table towards the back. As I walk over I see him.. He knows Eleanora. Eleanora knows him?! The words "small world huh?" Run threw my my mind as I get closer.

"Carly!!" She squeals while she gets up to hug me. We haven't even know each other that long and she's hugging me like I'm a long lost sister.

"Oh Carly this is Luke!"

"I know who she is" he chuckles "she almost ran me over this morning!" He remarks.

"Well maybe you shouldn't have run in front of my car!" I fire back.

"Touché Carl touché." I love eit but hate it at the same time. As I sit down next to Eleanora, 3 other boys sit down next to Luke.

"Well are you going to introduce me to you friends Lucas?" I say with a smirk

He rolls his eyes "Carly this is Ashton Calum and Michael." He says pointing in order.

"Well nice to meet you Carly!" Ashton said as he winked.

"Luke has been talking about you all day." Calum remarks as lules cheeks turn a bright red.

"He already has a girlfriend dipshit!" Michael points out.

"But she's a whore anyway, Luke would be better off with her!" Whore I knew it!! I think to myself as they keep arguing.

"She's sitting right there you do know that right!" Luke says quite embarresed.

"Okay okay enough of that!" Eleanora says to the childish boys. "Come get lunch?" She asks as I nod.  I can tell they're all looking at us as we walk away from the table, so I turn around and blow a kiss to them. As they all turn to look at Luke I just laugh harder.

After standing in line for 15 minutes we finally made our way back to the table. That's when I see...her.. Sitting right next to Luke.

"What is she doing here?" She says in that snobby annoying voice. Why does he even like her? Is it because she's easy or something?

"Aylin" luke hisses

"No I don't want her here!"she snaps back.

"Well no one wants you here either so I suggest you shut up!" I fire right back.

She shuts up in defeat while the other boys begin to laugh. They're so childish. So this is my lunch table.. Great.

The bell rings not to long after we empty our trays and I couldn't be more relieved. I didn't want to spend another second with her. Is she a slut? Or am I just jealous. But I'm not the one calling her one so maybe she is. As I head to my next class I stop by my locker. As soon as I close it I see luke right behind my locker. I felt like I was in a teenage love story.

"Stalking me yet again I see" I say as a grin appears on my face.

"Actually my lockers next to yours." He laughs. Fuck. I'm never going to get away from him.

"What class do you have next?" He ask as he closes his locker.

"Umm French I think." 'Please don't have the same class please don't have the same class'  is all that's running threw my head.

"You've got to be shitting me!" He says with a huge grin.

"Shittig you? That's sounds like a personal issue." That was cheesy, to cheesy.

"No I mean I can't believe we're in the same class again." He seems so happy. I mean he has a girlfriend why is he so happy to be in the same class with me. My thoughts are cut off by his accent.

"Hurry up we're going to be late!" He commands.

"And I'll make sure to blame you for it if we are." I smile back as he rolls his eyes.