The Game Show Affect [†] Luke Hemmings

~20~

Still Luke here. Okay. Alright. Yep. Mmhm. Sure. Sweet. Perfect. What are some more ways to say okay?

I followed behind Tia as we entered the house, our time at that water park was, in my opinion, miserable. The whole time she made sure she looked perfect, crying when a kid got water in her hair. If it was Blake, she probably would've laughed and splashed me.

But no. It was the spoiled little noob that is Tia.

Noticing Blake, I hurried to join her in the grass outside. She looked mortified, staring at her lap. As I sat down she swallowed hard, keeping her gaze on her lap. I looked where she was, and in her lap was a thick yellow envelope that read: Confidential. Blakeley O. W. Mellet. Diploma results and other information. Ridgeway High School, Manhattan NY.

"Bea," I nudged her, "open it! I wanna see."

"I think I'm gonna puke." She looked up at me whith ghostly white cheeks.

"Do... Do you want me to open it?" I offered. She needed, thrusting the folder towards me.

I opened it up, ever so carefully, and pulled out the first paper. It was her Math test, her mark made my eyes pop. Then I pulled out her English Essay, causing my jaw to drop.

"Oh my gosh." Blake whispered, "what?"

"Blake..." I whispered, a smile breaking out onto my features, "you did amazing! Ninety - three percent on Math and Ninety - eight in English."

"You're shitting me?" She clapped a hand over her mouth.

"Nope." She squealed, swinging around and grabbing my cheeks. She wanted to kiss me, I saw it in the way she glanced from my eyes to my lips, but she froze. I smiled gently, brushing her lips with mine.

When I started to pull away, she tackled me in a hug. I fell back to the ground, nuzzling my nose in her neck, wrapping my arms around her waist, kissing her cheek. She rolled off of me and pulled out the last paper, squealing yet again.

"Yes! Blake is a graduate, you ignorant Juniors who told me that I didn't deserve to part take in First Seconds of Summer. Whoo!" She held up a diploma, shooting to her feet and crumping. I laughed, seeing everyone stare at her from inside.

I just smiled, shaking my head. Never will this girl understand how much I adore her. She'll never know how much I... I love her.

***
Guess who? Its Blake. Yuupp!

"Hey, Memmo?" Michael smirked, causing me to roll my eyes. "Amy called a meeting, let's go!"

I sighed, what now? I just want to doodle and watch the Lion King or something, not deal with Amy, or Tia, or the teasing of Calum, Ashton and Michael. We all took our seats on the indoor couch, Luke's fingers interlaced with mine. Luke seemed tense, with erect posture while he toyed with his lip piercing. He obviously knew what was going on.

"Well, contestants!" Amy squeaked, "We are nearing the end of the season, which means Surprise and double evictions! Today, we have prepared for you surprise eviction number one." Everyone gasped in fear, causing Luke to sigh. I turned my head to face him and kissed his shoulder, whispering "it's just a game".

"Boys! Your nominations?"

"Ella." Calum said, avoiding her eye contact.

"Cara." Michael mumbled, "Sorry, love."

"Jessa, lovely," Ashton sighed, "no hard feelings, its a game, sweetheart." Ashton seemed so guilty saying a potential goodbye to one of the non-annoying people in this house. Jess gave him a weak smile, but it was genuine.

"Tia." Luke snapped me out of my thoughts.

Before Tia could have a Texan sized melt down Amy spoke up, "Eyes closed! Tia... Jessa... Cara... Ella... Okay! I'm so, terribly sorry to announce that we are saying goodbye to Miss Tia."

"What?!" And the water works began. She stormed over and hovered above me. "I bet you are only hear cause you're Luke's little, slut, aren't you?"

"Excuse me?" I spat.

"Screw you, Blakeley Mellet!" She screamed, slapping me square across the face.