≈ SCRATCHES ⁵

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It was Thursday.
"Ugh!" I groaned.
I got up and got ready for school then I left the house.
Once I got to school I saw Tia.
"Tia!!" I shouted with glee as I ran to her.
I jumped in her arms and we held hands as we ran into the school.

"So basically, I have a boyfriend." She started.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"It's Alex.. OMG HE IS COMING." She panicked.
"Eek, I'll go so that you guys can have your moment. Bye!" We hugged before leaving.
I stayed looking back at her as she gave Alex a kiss.

I wasn't paying attention to what was in front of me and I bumped into someone.
"Oh sorry." The familiar voice said.
I turned around to see Lucas.
"Oh my- fuck." I admired his face.
"What? D-do I have something on my face?" He said as he started to rub his face.
"Nothing, there's nothing on your face." I smiled at him.

"Oh okay, what class do you have first?"
"I have um, history." I said as I checked my timetable.
"Oh so you're with me." He smiled.
"Yeah but Vinnie is gonna be there, we are in the same class all the time. Forgot to mention Olive."
"They can go fuck themselves, you deserve so much better." He said as we walked into the class.

We sat down next to our partners.
"Okay students, so we have a new seating plan." Mr Allen started.
"First of all, I would like to move Olive and Vinnie."
"Why!" Olive whined.
"You guys are way to touchy in class and it's very inappropriate." The teacher complained.
She just rolled her eyes.
"So I'm moving Olive next to.. Y/n." He said as he looked up from his paper.

"Ugh." I heard her groan in annoyance.
"I just want to sit next to my bub." She continued.
"No one cares, Olive oil!" Lucas said from across room as the classmates laughed.
She sat down next to me, I moved my chair away from her towards the wall.
I looked at her as she kept on taking glance at Vinnie.
"Fucking brat." I muttered under my breath.

"I would like Vinnie to sit next to.. Lucas." Mr Allen smiled.
Vinnie was fine with it because he didn't even know Lucas that well.
Lucas didn't talk to him as much because he didn't want to let me down.
-timeskip-
School was finally over, I said bye to Tia and Lucas and went home.

I sat down on the couch, in my oversized T-shirt and shorts.
*ding*
I picked up my phone to see some texts from Lucas.

*ding*I picked up my phone to see some texts from Lucas

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He looked cute.
"Is that a bad thing?" I thought to myself.
-On Monday-
Lucas and I were walking down the halls to get to lunch.
We were giggling amongst ourselves at the jokes we made.
Tia was still having a little moment with Alex by the looks of it.
As Lucas and I were walking, we stumbled upon, Vinnie and Olive.

They gave us an eye.
I looked at Vinnie and he was getting red of anger and jealousy.
I took Lucas by the hand, and whispered to him.
I had a plan to make Vinnie jealous.
"Pretend to date me. Like pretend to be my new boyfriend." I whispered as he smirked.
"Trust me, I got this." He grinned.

We walked back to them as they were about to leave.
"Hey Vinnie!" Lucas called out for him.
"What?"
All of a sudden, Lucas pinned me against the locker and wrapped his hand around my neck.
He then kissed me roughly but passionately, as if the kiss had meaning.

He pulled away and said out loud, "good girl."
He looked back at Vinnie and said, "Did you see that? She just kissed her daddy."
"Wanna who the daddy is, y'know lemme answer the question for you."
"I am." He growled putting stress on the words.

•TO BE CONTINUED•

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