Chapter 8 - Detention

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I made my way from the Art room down to Geography and prepared to endure another excruciating hour with Luke Love. I was planning on meeting Alfie after school, I hadn't seen him in a while and I kinda missed him and his crooked smile but I had to get this detention over with first.

"Eliza, glad you could join us." I ignored the teachers sarcasm, it was Mr. North and he was only teasing.

"Anytime Sir." I replied with a smile.

I walked to a seat at the back, Luke came in moments later and smirked as he chose the seat next to me. I rolled my eyes at him, shaking my head.

"Hey Eliza." He whispered, out of ear shot to the teacher.

"Hi Luke." I sighed, knowing how irritating this was going to be.

"Alice is out of the picture if you wanna replace her." He winked and not so discreetly checked out my cleavage, which was vaguely covered by my gym shirt. Our school has a policy where you don't have to get changed again after sports.

"My eyes are up here asshole." I smirked, "But no, keep your vacancy for some dumb bimbo with bigger boobs than the number of brain cells she has."

"Harsh. But I like your feistiness. And by the way, kinda hurts when you're like that, I mean I have just lost my girlfriend."

I chewed my lip, I knew he was only trying to make me feel bad but part of me couldn't help but think that Luke Love actually had feelings, ones that could get hurt. "Sorry." I mumbled. "Do you mind me asking why you broke up?"

Luke brushed his hair out of his face absently, "She's been sleeping the with Brett for around 6 months and didn't want me to look a mug. We're agreeing to tell everyone it just didn't work out, she'll be public with Brett next month as not to look like a slag." He but the rubber off the end of his pencil and spat it onto the floor. He had to ruin the sob story by being gross.

"Oh." That was all I could think of. Brett was meant to be Luke's best friend since elementary school, sorry its 'primary school' here, I forget. I couldn't believe that would happen, especially because Alice and Luke have always been so lovey dovey. Weird how the world works.

I think Luke could sense my awkwardness, he glanced at me, trying to gauge my expression, whether I was sympathetic of though he was pathetic.

"I don't need your pity babe, the best way to get over one person is to get under someone else." Luke smiled, he was always so ...  Luke.

I ignored his statement and continued with the work we were actually meant to be doing, natural disasters, ironic I guess.


Eventually the hour was up and I said a cautious goodbye to Luke. I suppose he couldn't help being a dickhead, he doesn't have the IQ to change.

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