Luke and I made sure to get coffee and do our crossword at home today.
The last thing we need is more pictures of us out and about together. I'm dreading the hell out of this class and know it's going to be brutal. Luckily for Luke, the boys have shows the rest of the week allowing Luke to take the rest of the week off.
He mostly said yes in an attempt for everything to blow over by the time he's back. I'm hoping this will be successful but it still doesn't help the fact that I don't want him to leave.
Sure I'm happy for them considering they have shows in a new city every night but I hate the thought of sitting in an empty home for four nights.
Hell, even walking to class alone today was too much for me to handle. We obviously decided we were better off showing up to class at different times but a selfish part of me still wanted to drive with Luke and pull in together.
In an attempt to hide myself today, I made sure to throw on a hat and one of Luke's oversized sweatshirts with leggings. Ironic, I know, but there's no way of them knowing the sweatshirt is Luke's.
As I walk up to the door, I open it slowly knowing damn well I'm about to be hit with a lot of stares and judgemental looks. I try to step in as quietly as I can but of course everyone's eyes are immediately on me making me want to scream.
"You could've told us that's how you got your A's all along," a brave soul speaks up making a few people snicker and me just ignore him.
I spot Bryant in the back who holds out a chair beside him as if signalling for me to sit there. I decide that's my best bet considering we all know what's going to happen if I sit front row today.
"Never struck you as the type to have a teacher kink," another person says making me set my jaw as I try to remain calm and not flip out.
I keep walking, choosing to ignore them considering I know they want a reaction out of me. However, I'm not going to give it to them.
"Can I try you before he gets here?"
I gasp as my mouth drops open and I immediately turn to the imbecile who had the audacity to say that to me. I watch people clearly hold back a laugh as I muster the courage to say something.
However, I'm quickly stopped by a familiar voice as they speak up and say.
"You wanna repeat that?"
I turn my head to see Bryant looking at the guy with a death glare, one that even makes me the slightest bit timid. He looks furious and I don't even know what to do as I stand in the middle of the room.
"Shut up Aimes, you had your turn."
I practically choke on air as I contemplate on air as I can't believe the words leaving his mouth. He can not be serious. Who the hell does this guy think he is?
Bryant stands up and says, "And I'm about to having my turn beating your ass if you don't shut the fuck up."
"You having threesomes with them or something?" the guy I don't even know the name of snorts, leaving me in absolute disbelief.
Bryant is about to lunge at him but we're cut off by the sound of the door opening. Everyone turns to see no one other than Luke Hemmings walking through the door with a tucked in tshirt and slacks on. I immediately look away considering god forbid anyone catch me staring at him for too long.
"Look who it is, perfect timing."
Bryant immediately lunges at him but is pulled back within seconds by one of his friends making Luke look at the scene in alarm as Bryant starts yelling profanities at him.