Saturday was the best day of the week. End of discussion. It was Ella's favourite day because she could sleep in and no one could interrupt.
That's why she was really pissed when her mom woke her up at eleven to go get ingredients for a cake she was baking. Ella's mom sucked at cooking, but that sure didn't stop her from trying, which was pretty inspiring to Ella but her taste buds weren't a big fan. She brushed her teeth and freshened up, cursing her mom the whole time.
She threw on skinny jeans, an old Guns N' Roses t shirt and put her hair up in a high ponytail. She grabbed her mom's car keys and was out the door in ten seconds hoping to get it done and over with so she could get more beauty sleep when she got back.
She was walking through the aisles looking at the list her mom texted her, making sure she got everything when her shopping cart hit someone. She was pushed back a little from the force and a bag of flour that was sticking out fell to the floor, spilling its contents everywhere.
"Shit!"
The person she bumped into tsked at her choice of language, "it's not very ladylike to swear, is it princess?"
Her head whipped back so fast from the floor and she was met with bright brown eyes and a lazy grin.
"Why do I keep seeing you everywhere I go?" She muttered.
"It's fate." Luke winked and walked over to her. He kicked the open bag of flour under the shelf, grabbed her around the wrist gently, and pushed her and the cart away from the aisle.
"You're a criminal."
She said, with a small grin of her own, looking up at him. The smile slipped right off her face and she gasped now that he was closer. She stopped them short and he looked back at her confused.
"What the hell happened to your face?"
Luke's left jaw was covered in a large purple bruise. He gave her a funny look.
"It's nothing, don't worry about it, looks worse than it feels, I just hit a door by accident."
"You play football, I don't think you'd bump into a door by accident. Mike punched you." She said, confirming her suspicions from yesterday. "Why did you lie about it?"
He muttered something back but Ella was too focused on his jaw to really listen.
She leaned up and put her hand gently on the bruise. He winced.
"You said it didn't hurt!"
She had everything she needed so she pushed her cart towards the pharmacy aisle and told Luke to follow her.
"What are you doing here anyways?" She asked him.
"My mom needed eggs, she's baking a cake."
"Mine too! Is yours any good at it? My mom can't cook to save her life." She didn't know why she was talking to him this much.
"My mom's cooking is to die for, you should come and try it some time." Her heart jumped when he said that, implying she would ever come to his house. She played it off and walked faster.
She picked out pain numbing cream (is this a thing) and went to the checkout while Luke went to get the eggs.
She paid and walked to her mom's car with the (reusable) bags, Luke following her. It was getting a little weird how civil they were being.
"Get in the car." She told him.
"Woah Bennett, I know I'm hot but you don't have to kidnap me." He said smugly. She gave him a deadly look and he got in without a second word.
She got in the drivers seat and pulled out the cream.
"Look at me." She said softly. He turned his head to her. His eyes were so mesmerizing, they didn't fail to dazzle her. He was so close and she noticed his eyes weren't just plain brown. They were swirled with so many different shades of brown and flecked with deep gold.
She gently pulled his face closer to her and applied the cream on the bruise gently with her index finger, Luke watched her cautiously the whole time.
"Why are you doing this?" He whispered after a minute. Ella didn't know how to answer.
"Because this is my brother's fault and his problems are my problems." She said after she thought about it.
She finished putting on the cream and took out a Tylenol from her purse.
"Here. Sorry that he punched you, he gets protective like that sometimes." She said handing him one.
"It's cool, I was an idiot for making a comment like that."
"I was an idiot for kissing you like that when I didn't know you."
He smirked and leaned in closer to her face, "you know I liked it Bennett."
She blushed as he stepped out of the car.
"I'll see you on Monday." He winked and she watched him walk away to the other side of the parking lot.
She went to the library and picked up some books then she headed home. She couldn't sleep when she got home and she realized something; she didn't really know much about Luke and suddenly, she wanted to change that, so she did what every teenage girl did with a new boy at their school, she stalked him on social media.
She went on Instagram and looked him up. He was the first thing that popped up after she typed "luke"; they had 146 mutuals. He had 842 followers and he was following 230 people. His profile picture was a super cute picture of him with his hood up and his tongue out.
He only had ten posts, two of them were mirror selfies, another one was a picture of a baby Luke and a lady, most likely his mom, with the caption "my hero", two were pictures at the beach (that boy had a spectacular body).
Another post was a picture from last year of him sitting in a booth, taken from the other side of the booth, he was looking at the camera with a tall smoothie in front of him. Ella hated that it was such an attractive picture when it was barely anything.
He had a picture of a Polaroid of his mom on her own with "february 1991" scrawled at the bottom, she was so beautiful. The next picture was his legs, wearing jeans and black converse, on a checkered floor with the caption "trippin on u" and then after, a picture of him holding up a really cute puppy with the caption "miss u buddy".
His most recent picture was from Disneyland, a picture of him and a friend standing in front of the faraway Ferris wheel at night, he had his jaw tipped up and his hands in his pockets, it was stunning.
His Instagram was pretty cleaned up, he got over 400 likes on each picture and a lot of comments.
That's when Ella noticed he had a story up. She clicked on it and was speechless when it was a short video of her walking ahead of him pushing her shopping cart. Her hair was swishing back and forth and her ass looked pretty damn good. For some reason, seeing that story made her smile.
She went to sleep that night with more questions about Luke than before. The only things she knew about him was that he loved his mom, and he was sneaky at taking out his phone.
While laying in bed, the scene at the grocery store replayed over and over in her head. Only this time instead of focusing on his bruise, she heard what he was muttering when she asked him why he lied about the bruise.
"I'm used to it."
that's all for today :) i'm on spring break rn so i'm gonna write as much as I can. also riverdale is so good
GUYS im editing this like 2 years later and what was i thinking when i said riverdale was so good LMAOOO