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From: Luke

Beth r u okay

From: Luke

Nvrmnd idc, ur gettin upset over nothin

From: Luke

But, r u ok?

From: Luke

Pls Beth ik ur readin these

From: Luke

Pls answer Beth I'm sorry

I locked my phone and set it down on my desk. Luke hadn't stopped texting me since I got into the house. It just kept buzzing, and I couldn't concentrate. I finally picked it up and gave into Luke.

To: Luke

Luke stop, if you wanna fix this, try doing it in person rather than distracting me when I'm trying to do work.

From: Luke

Sorry

To: Luke

I'm not gonna say that it's okay if that's what you want

From: Luke

I'm so sorry Beth. Is there a time that I can see you? How about after school tomorrow?

To: Luke

No.

From: Luke

On Wednesday?

To: Luke

Nah.

From:  Luke

Thursday?

To: Luke

Nope.

From: Luke

Oh my god you're so stubborn

To: Luke

Thanks.

From: Luke

What about Friday? Pleeeeaaassseeee.

To: Luke

Fine, Friday after school.

From: Luke

Thank you.

To: Luke

You're not welcome.

I locked my phone again and went back to homework, it would be an awkward next couple of days.

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The next day in English I sat as far away from Luke as I could considering that we shared a table.

Then, I found out that Luke was in my science, where he chose me as a lab partner. I was so close to slitting his throat during frog dissection

On Wednesday, I hit Luke with my book in English. He was asking for it - literally.

"Luke, would you stop clicking your pen?"

"You didn't say anything about me clicking my pen on Monday."

"Yeah, well I'm saying something now, so stop."

"I'm sorry about what I said."

"It's not okay."

"Why don't you just hit me? Just get all of your anger out. Would that make you feel better?"