gbf // muke

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Luke's POV

"Luke! Get up!" My mum yelled from downstairs. I shot up out of bed, that being the third time she's told me. I groaned, getting from my bed, and sitting on the floor. I crawled over to my dresser, and pulled out a pair of black jeans. I pushed my Yoshi pajama pants off, and laid on the ground. I wiggled around trying to pull the jeans on. Once they were on, I was out of breath. I gave up on trying to sit back up, and just laid on the ground.

7:00 in the morning is too early to function. It's not that I stay up until 4 a.m. Scrolling through tumblr, it's just that the clocks play with my mind. If it's 6:00 a.m. - 10:00 a.m., my mind tells me to sleep. Other than that, I'm awake, doing absolutely nothing productive.

I glanced at the clock, and it was 7:20. I stood up, only because I have to, and walked over to my closet. I opened the door, and stepped inside, sifting through the color coded shirts. The shirts mostly consisted of different shades of pink, but that was okay. I settled on a black shirt that had 'Boy Toy' written in big pink letters. I looked through all the different colored shoes I have, and settled on plain black Doc Martins. But not the rubber kind, those make my feet look big.

I walked into my bathroom, and groaned looking at myself in the mirror. My hair was going all different directions, and I had darkened circles under my eyes. I got a small towel from the cabinet and rinsed my face off with warm water. It only made me wanna go back to bed even more.

I dried my face, and pulled out my black and pink makeup bag. I shuffled through it, and pulled out my concealer, primer, and powder. I squirted a small drop of primer onto my fingers, and rubbed it below my eyes, and around my cheeks. I ran the blending tool over it just to make sure I didn't miss any spots. Next I placed concealer under my eyes, down the center of my nose, and on my blemishes. Once it was all blended, I put a small layer of powder over everything to set it in.

I combed out my hair, and put it up into a quiff, using my gel. Once it looked good, I sprayed my grape scented hairspray around my head. I walked back into my light pink room, and went to my dresser putting on each and every one of my bracelets.

I quickly walked from my bedroom to the kitchen.

"Hi mum." I said, once I sat down at the table. She pushed a bowl of Froot Loops in front of me. "A bowl of Froot Loops for my fruity Lukey." She said, and I rolled my eyes. "Mum stop it." I mumbled.

"Whatever. Anyway. Are you ready for your first day at an all boys school?" She asked, and winked. "Of course I am! I'm gonna be like a dog surrounded by beef jerky." I said, and smiled.

I was happy about going to an all boys school. I asked my mum, and she allowed me to switch schools. I've been spoiled like that, being an only child and all, but I don't let it get to my head. I'm still nice, and I still appreciate everything my mum does. But once a girl told me she let her dog eat her out, I had no hesitation to switch schools. Thankfully, my mum didn't have me explain why I wanted to switch schools. She thinks it's just because I want to sit on more than one dîck at a time, and there aren't many options at mixed schools.

"Well. I bet 85% of the boys there are fruity too, my son. And the other 15% were probably sent there because they're straight sex addicts, but soon enough, with a separation from girls, they'll be putting their ding-a-ling so far-"

"Mum!" I whined, cutting her off. I stood up from the table, and turned back to the stairs. I walked to the door, picking up my black Jansport bag. She laughed, and walked over to me. "Are you sure you don't want me to drive you?" She asked. "No mum. I'll be fine. It's only a five minute walk." I said. She nodded, and kissed my cheek. "Have a good day, Lukey." She said. "I will!" I said before closing the door.

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I stepped in front of the brick building, and saw boys filing in. I stood outside, at the top of the bus round, waiting for a hot guy that I could stalk, and possible sit next to in the 'Back to School' assembly. I saw a guy step up beside me, and I turned to him. "Hey I'm Luke." I said, he turned his head towards me. "Hey. I'm Ashton. Are you waiting for someone?" He asked. "Yeah. I am. I just don't know who yet." I said. He laughed, and looked back towards me, "Are you waiting for hot guys too?!" He laughed. I blushed, and nodded.

A bus pulled up beside us, and we both waited together as the bus unloaded. I saw boys wearing nike file from the bus, they all looked like walking highlighters. Then a Kiwi boy stepped out, followed by a red haired boy wearing an American Idiot shirt. "Dibs!" I whisper yelled, and walked in their direction slowly. "Wait! I want the dark haired one!" He said, catching up to me. We were like ten feet behind them, acting as if we were just having a normal conversation.

Once we got in there, all the boys were directed into the gym. I grabbed Ashton's wrist, pulling him along with me as the two boys we spotted started getting further away. Everyone started taking their seats on the bleachers, and I was happy to see four empty seats beside them. "Look!" I whispered once Ashton had caught up with me. I smiled, walking towards them.

"Anyone sitting here?" I asked, and the guy looked up at me. His eyes, oh, his eyes. "Oh. No." He said, and lightly smiled. I nodded, and sat beside him, pulling Ashton down with me. I turned to Ashton and winked. He laughed quietly and shook his head at me.

I purposely kicked over my bag, causing a few things to spill from it.

"Oh.." The hot red head said, leaning down to pick it up. He handed my my backpack, and my phone which fell from it. "Oh. Thank you." I said, brushing my hand against his. He lightly smiled, and nodded. "I'm Luke, by the way." I said, putting my phone back in my bag. "..and this is Ashton." I said, pointing to the guy with big hands beside me. "Oh. I'm Michael, and this Asian guy is Calum." Michael said, pointing to himself and the one Ashton had his eyes on.

"I am not Asian!" Calum defended, smacking Michael's arm, causing the three of us to laugh. A few more crowds of boys came in, and I saw Michael wave to someone. A skinny guy with kinda long brown hair walked over to us. He had a small diamond above his lip, and he was quite short, but not abnormally short. Calum scooted down one seat, making room for the guy. Michael's arm wrapped around the smaller boy, hugging him from the side.

"And this is Alex. My boyfriend."