she don't go for those lax bros
chapter 2
Lucuss "Luke" Ryan Brighton.
I don't even know how long I've liked him. Since forever probably.
He's the one who started the whole, LF (Lacrosse Fever). And, I hate/love him for it.
"Allicen O'Reilly?"
My daydreamings cut off by my AP Euro teacher calling my name.
"Uh...here." I reply slowly.
The rest of the class snickers.
"Alot of head injures on the ice I assume, Miss O'Reilly?"
I roll my eyes and sink farther down into my chair.
She's right. To be thinking about Luke, that's ALOT of head injures.
As she goes on about how winter break is such a bad thing and it cuts from our learning time, i start to think moe about Luke.
I know, it's sad but basically during the whole break I played hockey and Facebooked creeped on Luke.
Honestly, we have everything in common.
Besides the whole lacrosse thing.
My eyes wander over to my friend Bently. He rolls his eyes at Ms. Witt and pretends to shot himself in his head. I start to laugh and then Ms. Witt turns around and glares at me.
Fun Sucker.
I look over at my friend Olivia who's silently re-doing her makeup...again. I've never really been the one to hang out with the girls but, Olivia I've known forever and, it's kind of nice to have a "girlfriend" since, 95% of my friends are guys.
I go back to daydreaming.
I think about how cute we'd just be together and, what dress I'd wear to prom.
I'm inturupted by the slamming of the classroom door.
Ms. Witt sighs.
"Take the empty seat next to Miss O'Reilly, Mr. Brighton."
I feel my face flush. My dream's become a reality.
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