Flirt / l.r.h.[a.u] (stopped)

02.

It has been two weeks since school started and nothing new has happened aside from meeting my friends, talking with them and such.

School was never my type,. I mean I only go to school because of money. Don't you dare lie, because I know most of you here are like me. School sucks ass especially when you're surrounded by judgemental people.

Right now, I'm on my way to Biology class, since Mr. Charles doesn't really care if you're late. He won't give you pink slips, he'll just leave you be and it'll be up to you if you're going to take down notes or even listen to the discussion.

"Hi Mr. Charles." I say as I took a seat on my usual spot. Mr. Charles just nodded at me and prepared his stuff for the class. As the clock ticks, more of the students were arriving. I looked outside the window and thought about stuff.

When the bell rang, that Luke boy came in.

You must be kidding me! I say to myself as I groan. There is something off about him. I don't know what though, but I can sense something evil from him.

He was sitting right in front of me.

Wow. Great! Now I can't see the damn board because look at this dickhead, he is so tall and I'm-- let's not talk about my height, okay.

Mr. Charles started his class by reviewing the freshman lessons. I love Biology, it's like the easiest branch of Science.

While I was actually paying attention to Mr. Charles' discussion, this Luke dude was talking to my friend Julius and they were having a sexual conversation. And since he sat right in front of me I can't help but overhear them.

God bless their souls.

"Can you please shut up? I'm trying to listen and pass the class." I said while not trying to sound really loud. Julius finally listened and shut his mouth while Luke's eyes are still on me.

"What the hell do you want? Go away." I grumpily told Luke. Not because I was teasing him but because I fucking hate him. He is a dick, just to let you all know. 

"Nah. We're almost on all classes together. Anyway, do you know this Rochelle girl? The smarty-chick?" Luke asked.

Of course I know her. She's pretty as fuck, too.

"Yes, why?" I asked.

"Can you help me with her?" He asked once again.

"Why the fuck would I?"

"Because I'm Luke Hemmings, and I really like Rochelle."

"Excuse me, Mr. Hemmings, I will not help you get your dick inside her. If you're really a badass motherfucker, you wouldn't ask for help." I spat.

"Why do you fucking hate me?" His tone was getting louder.

"Jesus Christ! You're a fucking dick. You think that everyone's head is stuck up in your ass but no. You see that yellow light over there?" I spat while pointing at the sun.

"The world revolves around it and not you so get over your damn self because you are not getting any help from me!" I didn't notice that everyone was paying attention to what Luke and I were talking about. Every one of them were staring at us, including Mr. Charles.

Luke just smirked at me and it infuriated me even more! UGH!!! Was all my mouth could say. I walked out of the class and bang the door.

I fucking hate him so much. He thinks he's so good because he's the new guy? Aw fuck no! I do not care how many girls are drooling because of 'how gorgeous he is'. He is a total jerk and people should know that.