"Hello class. I'm going to be your Math teacher for the year." No. It couldn't be. "My name is Mr. Hemmings." And it is. "Now first let me take attendance and then I'll explain what we're going to be learning this year," he told and then started listing names. "Veronica Albert." "Kyle Berton." "Chris Byon." "Jessica Crum." "Elise Davis." After he said my name he looked up. I couldn't trust my voice to say here so I just stupidly made eye contact with him. Oh shit. That was the worst decision of my life. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©

His one night stands never leave him. ✖️ dark!luke {lophie short story} ©loudluke

"what are you looking at?" "luke." "ali, theres no-one there." ◇ book 1 of the short series. ©loudluke

The dollmaker's son is a little weird. But I guess you would be too, if you had stitches where your mouth's supposed to be. ✖️ kinda dark!luke {lophie short story} ©loudluke