Chapter 5: The Class

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*LACEY'S POV*

Even after one week Luke and the other punk boys didn't show up at the meeting for organizing the school ball. I mean, it's not my problem, but I find out I really want to see Luke. He has something in himself. Something which attracts me to him. I know he has a girlfriend and she's also in the team who organize the school ball, so I would assume he would be there. But every time when I see him I'm forgetting who I am, I'm forgetting about the world around me and also I'm forgetting to breathe.

Now we have history class. Luke is in this class too, well he supposed to be there, but he's not here. But exactly in the second when I'm thinking about it, the door opens. It's Luke and he's late. Why am I not surprised? He doesn't say anything and just sit down on the chair. "Ehm, Mr. Hemmings, you're late" our history teacher starts to speak to him. If I was her, I wouldn't do it, he's obviously angry. "Yeah, I know. So what?" he says "you should be happy I actually came" he continues. Teacher's jaw almost drops to the floor. I don't know why, but I find it really funny, and it makes me smile. I shake my head and keep looking at Luke. Teacher starts to write down something on the paper, "detention" she says and gives the paper to Luke.

*LUKE'S POV*

Teacher gives me stupid paper. "Detention" she says. I smile at her and want to take it, but then I got an idea. "I would love to, but actually I can't today" I tell her. She raises her eyebrow "why not Mr. Hemmings?" I look at her, "actually, the reason is, I'm helping with organizing the school ball." She giggles, "yeah, sure, and I'm dating George Clooney." Everyone in the school know she has a crush on him. Like really? She's not going to believe me. I look around the class when I spot Lacey. Since when are we going on history together? I never noticed her before. "I'm serious. Why don't you ask Lacey? She's in control of the whole ball organization."

*LACEY'S POV*

I can't believe he really said that. How could he. Now everyone is looking at me. "Miss White? Is it true?" teacher asks me. I look at her then at Luke. He raises his eyebrow and smile at me. While he's smiling, he bites his lip ring. Oh God, that's so sexy. Wait, what? No. I can't think like this. "Yes, Mrs. Brown, it's true." she nods and continue with teaching.

After the class ends, everyone disappears pretty quickly. Even teacher is gone. The only one left here is just me and Luke. It's already lunch time, so I got it why everyone is gone so fast. I put my last book into my bag and walk towards the door out of the class. "Wait," he stops me. "Yeah?" I turn around. He stands up and goes to the door. He looks out of the class and the close it. "Thanks" he finally says. I look at him and don't have any idea what to say. "No problem" I finally tell him. "Okay" he smirks and turn around to leave. "But " I say and he turns back to me, but then my throat is really dry and I can't speak. "But what?" he asks, a little bit angry. I still can't get any word out of my mouth, so he continues, "there are no buts babe." I'm trying to encourage myself, when I'm finally able to speak, "yeah, at least one but is there. If you think you'll not showing at the meetings for organizing the school ball and just using it as an excuse just to not go at the detention, you're wrong." He's staring at me now. He has sparks in his eyes, but these are the sparks of anger. He's making steps forward and I'm backing up until I don't hit to the desk. He forces me to it. I'm trying to not look at him, but he takes my chin and turn my head to him. He's so close to me and he actually smells really good. "Let's make this clear, I'm not showing at these stupid meetings. I'll use it as an excuse anytime and anywhere I want to. You're not going to see me or anyone of the boys there. We didn't want to be part of this fucking bullshit. We don't even have the time for it. So, you better keep your pretty mouth shut and say what I want to hear or something bad will happen to you."

*LUKE'S POV*

She makes me really mad. Why would she have to say it? "Look, if you think you know me, I have to tell you that you don't." I tell her and then the door opens. "Lacey?" the boy asks. "Matt," she says. Who the hell is he? "You better remember what I just told you" I tell her and leave the class. When I pass the boy, he's looking at me like he wants to kill me.

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