Bad Girl's Nerd

Chapter 17: There's A Naked Luke Within One Mile Radius...

Lia's POV:-

I watch from across the street as Jane welcomes a lady and a man into her house. I feel every bit like a stalker but lately, the things I have been doing are just......

I don't have any self-control.....

I watch as Jane closes the door, not having a single clue that I am planning on breaking into their house.

You got that right people. I am breaking into The Luke Wright's house. Not because I want to steal his soaps and aftershave (trust me the temptation is huge), but because I need to get my fucking notebook back.

Now you must be like, 'Lia it's just a notebook. Chill dude, no need to commit crimes for that.'

Well thing is that, that notebook contains many checks from Mr. Foincii and other fashion brands, all signed to my name. And don't start on how stupid I am to leave, things like that so carelessly. I am lazy people. I am the queen of procrastination.

So now you must be like, 'how are you so sure it's with Luke?'

Well, firstly I searched Julian's bag since he is the only one who's around me mostly. It's not there. Secondly I remember I took it out during lunch to check something then kept it on the table for a second. Luke was sitting next to me. And also I have a notebook, with his name, which has the same cover as mine. So we must have switched.

Now again, you must be like, 'Lia just ask him to return it like a normal person'.

Well, thing is that he and all the guys were called for evening practice. So, I am not going to wait for him to return. There are also high possibilities he did not notice till now. So why not avoid awkward encounters. Because ever since that class, I feel my face heating up just by looking at him.

I check the time. I still have 15 minutes till their practice ends. I am taking the wildest guess and assuming his room is the one upstairs with the window on the side of the house, because that is the most convenient room for sneaking out.

I tip-toe across their well-maintained lawn, hoping to all Gods that they don't have a dog who will bark at the worst moment and blow my cover. I pull my hoodie cap closer, covering my face. I quickly scan the surroundings to check if there is any witness.

All clear.

Here goes nothing...

I easily hoist myself up the pipeline.

Thanks to all the working out I do...

I swing my arms around and reach the window ledge like a monkey.

I hope no one sees me and hire me for a circus...

That would be embarrassing...

I peek inside the room to check if anyone's inside. I don't see anyone so I quietly open the window and slide inside.

Day-ammnnn.... This room is sexy as hell. It has navy blue walls, and I spot a grey couch. There's a jelly bean couch too on which Luke's bag is carelessly thrown.

So, this IS his room... Jackpot!

Lots of video games and controls are lying near the TV, and I finally acknowledge the elephant in the room. His bed.

Sweet baby Jesus.....

I feel like a pervert staring at his bed. I should stop. No matter how much I want to smell his sheets.

That's disgusting Lia....

But in all seriousness. The room is very neat. You get clean vibes from it. And it smells like Luke. So this has to be his room.