No One Really Knows (Luke hemmings fanfic) (5SOS)

Chapter 11

I wake up to my alarm being played really loudly in my ears. I jump and quickly take my headphones off before turning my alarm off. Great, another school day. Note the sarcasm guys. I get up and walk back into my room. I start getting ready for the day. I had forgotten about my cuts until I got some water on my arm and it started stinging. I ran into my room and grabbed my bracelets and put them on. After that I packed my school bag and went onto my laptop. I checked Facebook and Twitter before turning it off and packing it into my school bag.

“Madie, hurry up and let’s go,” I hear Ashton say. He’s quite loud.

“Yeah, I’m coming down now,” I yell back and grab my bag before walking downstairs.

“Hey Madie,” they all say at once.

“Hey guys,” I say and we head out the door.

The boys walked up to me and gave me hugs. I was happy that I have them in my life but I still didn’t trust the boys fully yet.

“What’s with all the bracelets?” Luke asks me. I didn’t think about this properly. Quick Madie, make up some believable lie.

“Oh, you know, just because this uniform is so damn ugly. I thought I might add a little bling,” I say and smiling up at him.

“Good choice. As long as you don’t get told to take them off,” Luke says and chuckles a little.

“I’ll argue with them until they let me keep them on. They can’t make me take them off. Even if I get a detention I still won’t take them off,” I say just as we walk into the school gates. We all walked to our spot and started talking about a few things until the bell rang.

“What do you have today, Madie?” Calum asks me while we walk together to our homeroom.

“Uh, Math, English, Woodwork and Art,” I say while looking at my timetable.

“You do woodwork?” He asks.

“Yeah, why?”

“Well most of the girls here choose not to do it because they hate it or something,” he says.

“Well I’m obviously not most girls. I love woodwork,” I say.

“Luke was right, you’re definitely different. He said you’re a good different,”

“Really? He says that to me a lot,” I say.

“Yeah well we’ve chosen a good friend for once,” he says and I look up at him.

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“Every other girl’s that we’ve been friends with have always been the same, girly type person. They hate getting their hands dirty and we can never do fun stuff with them. And then you come along and say you like woodwork, roller blading and you probably like a few other stuff. It’s not a bad thing. I reckon you might actually help us a bit. Especially Luke,” Calum says and we stop walking once we get to our homeroom.

“What do you mean by help him a bit?” I ask him and he all of a sudden tensed.

“Uh, well, it’s not my place to say. He should be the one that tells you when he’s ready,” Calum says and we both take a seat.

“Okay, well I’ll see you at lunch,” I say to him just as the bell went. He nods and we go our opposite ways. Yeah, homeroom only goes for about 5-7 minutes.

I walk to my first class of the day in silence. It wasn’t nice and comfortable. I was being picked on again. It’s been about a month since I came here and I’m still getting teased and stuff. As I walk through the halls, I try my best to ignore them. But one definitely got to me.