No Angels *Hemmings*


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3. Chapter 3

Echo danced around her apartment, which just happened to be next to Luke's, to PVRIS, loudly, purposely pissing off Luke. She smirked when she heard a loud groan and Luke stomp out of his apartment and to Echo's apartment, knocking on the door loudly. Echo skipped to the door, opening it.

"If you don't turn that down I-" Luke stopped before he finished his sentence, looking at Echo's outfit. She had on an oversized flannel that stopped at about half way up her thigh, and a pair Minne Mouse tights.

"If I don't do what?" She asked, leaning against the door frame, causing the flannel to ride up, showing Luke almost everything.

"Are you listening to PVRIS?" He asked. She giggled and nodded.

"I am."

"I like PVRIS." Luke's eyes stayed on Echo's thigh, biting his lip.

"Yeah. I do too." He looked up at Echo, staring at her.

"You're purposely doing this."

"It's how I play my game, babe." She smirked before shutting the door, locking it, and turning up her music even louder.

Luke slammed his apartment door shut, annoyed with Echo and her music. She was a fucking tease, and Luke hated it. He sighed and walked to his spare bedroom, where he kept all of his work out stuff. He took off his shirt, only leaving him in his jeans. He grabbed his phone and turned on his Bluetooth, turning on State Champs. He turned up loud, probably blowing the bass out of it. Anything to get the sound of Echo's music out. He grabbed one thirty pound weight in his left hand, lifting it up. After today, he felt weak, and he needed to make himself stronger. Stronger then ever. Echo fucked him up, and he hated it.

He heard banging on his door and he knew exactly who it was. The old couple across from him. He turned down his music immediately and went to answer the door.

"Martha, I am so so-"

"My name isn't Martha. Who the hell are you talking to?" Luke groaned.

"What the hell do you want Echo?" He snapped, looking down at her. She smirked.

"You're hot. Very hot. Is Martha a prostitute?"

"The nice old lady across the hall. Sometimes she makes me cookies."

"Is that why you're fat?"

"You're a bitch, you know that?"

"A bitch that saved your life."

"Please leave. You annoy me on many levels."

"I could tell Martha you went to kill a man today."

"What the fuck do you want?"

"Fuck me so we can work as a team."

"Echo, we literally met not even 24 hours ago."

"Okay but," Echo started, wrapping her arms around herself, "you were saying that you wanted to about two hours ago."

"Please leave."

"But.."

"Be a big girl, I don't fuck around with girls that act 5." Luke went to the door, but Echo stopped it.

"Luke, can we please talk?" Echo asked. Luke sighed and opened his door.

"Fine. Come in." Echo skipped in, sitting on the couch.

"I'm sorry I'm so annoying. I'm just trying to be your friend. I've never really had any friends because everyone figures out what I did." Luke looked at Echo. She was looking down, fiddling with her fingers.

"I'll be you're friend. I know we'll make a great team."

Echo looked up at Luke and smiled.

"Really?"

"Yeah. You got great aim and you're pretty attractive, I could use you as bait too." Luke said, sitting next to her, " but there's one thing I need you to do."

"Okay."

"You get to excited over things. I need you to be calm, and act like a fucking bad ass. People should be afraid of you, not like you." Echo nodded.

"I can do that. Definitely." She said. Luke looked at her.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

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Luke showed up to school the next day, sunglasses over his eyes. Him and Echo had stayed up late, learning more and more about each other, and even went on another "mission". Luke was fucking tired, and couldn't deal with school or people right now.

" I heard Luke fucked the new girl." He heard a voice whisper. He decided to ignore it, because that was better then butting in. He kept walking down the hall, getting to his locker and grabbing his Biology textbook. Luke had a secret love for Biology,

reason why he was taking AP. All the the kids in the class thought he was forced to take it.

"Did you really fuck Luke Hemmings?" A voice said. Luke turned around, confused. A girl had Echo pushed up against the lockers. Echo shrugged and smirked.

"Depends. Do you want to fuck him?"

"With your attitude, you're pretty weak." As the girl said that, Echo flipped them around, and pinned the girl up to the locker, a hand wrapped around the girls throat.

"Sweety, you're wrong." People circled around the two girls, chanting. Luke sighed and pushed his way through the crowd, grabbing Echo.

"This isn't what I ment by being badass." He said, dragging her away. Echo giggled.

"I get trigger happy." She said. Luke let go of her, and stopped, looking at her.

"You almost got suspended."

"No teachers saw."

"Shes gonna tell."

"Fuck her. You're acting like I did something wrong." Luke rolled his eyes.

"I have to go to class." He snapped, turning around and walking to Bio. Echo followed.

"I'm sorry." She said. Luke quickened his pace.

"Don't you have a class to go to?"

"Yeah."

"Then please, go to it. And leave me alone." Echo stopped walking.

"No wonder you have no fucking friends! You're an asshole!" She yelled, causing people to stare. Luke kept walking.

"Yeah, but you're the one that wanted to be my friend."

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