"Hey sexy ass," someone said, slapping my butt. I slightly screamed and turned around, and slapped the person across the face. I then realized it was Luke Hemmings, the school's biggest player that has ever lived. I turned around in disgust.
"What was that for," he asked, pretending to be hurt.
"You slapped my ass, you don't do that," I exclaimed.
"Whatever," he said, rolling his eyes. "So what are you up to," he asked.
"None of your business, that's what," I responded, closing my locker shut.
"Wow, harsh babe," he said.
"Whatever, leave me alone," I said. I turned around and then said, "and stop calling me 'babe'," and then walked away.
I met up with my best friend, Charlotte, and we started walking to our first class together. "Hey," she said.
"What's up," I responded.
"Come over to my house after school, we have to work on our project for English; it's due Monday," she said.
"Okay, I'll meet you at your locker after school," I responded.
We walked into our first class, and went to our seats, which were sadly apart from each other. I sat down and the bell had just rung. The teacher had walked in and set down her belongings on her desk.
"Alright class, settle down. I have an announcement to make," Mrs. Hendricks explained.
Suddenly the door had swung open and in walked the last person that I had wanted to see.
Luke fucking Hemmings.