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The next day, I ventured into school with a smile. I was extremely exited to see Ashton again. That happiness was shortly abrupted when Ashton didn't show up for maths. I saw Luke sitting with his group of friends and decided to ask him were Ashton was. 'Hold on a sec' he replied. He then left his group and grabbed my arm. He yanked me away and out of the playground. We still have a playground even in year 10. 'Ashton is ill today' he told me. 'Why did you drag me all the way over here to tell me that?' I asked. 'Because I wanted to hang out with you' I was shocked at his answer and stood still, mouth agape, for a while. 'You want to hang out with ME?' 'Yeah, I kinda...' He stopped suddenly and looked at the floor again. 'Never mind, let's go have some fun!' He shouted, grabbing my arm again.
We ran out onto the field, Luke headed into the bushes. 'Luke were are we going?' I asked, bewildered. 'Isn't it obvious, were breaking out of this shit hole!' I felt a sudden rush of adrenaline, I never did any type of rebellious act! Especially not with the school bad boy. 'Were are we going to go exactly?' I was worried we would return to his house and for Ashton to see me bunking off (that's not the sort of thing he likes) 'i don't know, I hadn't thought about that...' 'Oh' there was a brief awkward silence between us till Luke said 'hungry?' A little yeah' this was a lie. I hadn't had anything to eat all day and was now completely starving! 'Alrighty then, we will go to McDonald's!' Luke declared in a menacing tone. 'Then we shall go to the park!' This surprised me. Luke didn't look like the park type. However I didn't think about that and just thought about the fact this was actually happening. 'What do you want?' Luke asked as we neared McDonald's. 'Um... I think I will have a happy meal.' I am very childish, still, and enjoy opening the little toys inside the meal. 'Seriously? I thought I was the only person my age who still ate happy meals!' I chuckled at his little remark causing him to do a big grin. It was his best feature, by far. Showing off his true beauty.
After eating our happy meals and laughing at our toys, we made our way to the park next door. It wasn't the biggest park in the world but it did have a zip wire. 'You go first!' He whined. 'really? Not much of a gentleman are you?' 'Nope' 'fine' I groaned, hoping up onto the seat. 'I'm going to give you a push, ready! 'Yep!' 'Alright, 3, 2, 1.... Weeeee!' He Shouted. I flew along the wire whilst holding onto the rope securely. I let out a small squeak but it was more enjoyable. 'Well, that didn't look half as scary as I expected!' Luke called out. 'Yeah, well stop being a pussy and have a go!' I called back. 'Alright. Calm your tits!' I gave Luke an extra hard shove on the seat. This caused him to zoom across, wobbling all over the place. He let out a girly scream before crashing into the tyre at the bottom. 'Ouch!' I laughed extremely loud. His pain is highly amusing. 'That's why you have no friends!' He shouted from the floor. 'If anyone saw that, you wouldn't have any friends either. I heard him giggle on the floor. I couldn't stop smiling! He was like a small child, so unaware of everything. I stared at him on the floor. Longing for him to jump up and rap his arms round my waist, whispering how much he loved me in my ear. Sadly, no such luck. He jumped off the floor and bounded towards me. 'You look cold are you ok?' 'I guess I am a little cold' 'here' he handed me his soft leather jacket to wrap myself in. 'Thank you' I breathed in his sweet aroma. It was a marvellous smell. He then wrapped his arm round my shoulders in a sort of protective hold. 'I have always tried to talk to you' he whispered 'I just never had the courage, you are like my forbidden fruit!' 'You should have avoided me, I'm a social casualty!' 'Then let me be your doctor?' 'Wow, smooth' I laugh. We have another awkward moment. We just gazes into each other's eyes before blushing and turning our heads. 'I don't think I have ever blushed before in my life! You have a bad affect on me!' I chuckled, trying to act cool but inside my hart was doing a cartwheel. Does he really like me? Or is he winding me up? I continue pondering on this till I'm interrupted by his lips crashing down on mine.
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Imprinted ♱ l.h
RandomBeing lonely is a dangerous thing. Being alone can drive us to the very edge of our mind. Maybe even over it. We all need someone to imprint ourselves into. Someone we love.
