Forgetting Luke

This is a typical love story. You have the protagonist. The new girl at school who's extremely pretty and whatnot, who secretly has depression. Her name is Suzy. You have the hopeless romantic who the protagonist 'falls in love' with. His name is Luke. You have the best friend, called Naomi. The best friends soulmate, Michael. The bullies. The boyfriends friends. Just a load of friends. You have the new home, the dead family member, the 'overprotective' mother who really doesn't care. Then there's the twist. This love story isn't perfect, in fact it might be the opposite of one. This is how Suzy, our protagonist, forgot Luke. (Thanks to all of my co-authors: Suzy_Hemmings, ShortPrincessa and Emress for working with me and helping me with my very first Movella) Updates any time from Friday-Sunday (hopefully) (Outfits for story on Polyvore)


7. Our first kiss went a little like this...

Strutting into detention (yes, the teacher found out it was me) I made my way to the back of the class thinking of all of the time's this had happened at my old school in England. Me and Naomi are fluent in sign language, so we would talk throughout the whole detention and nobody would know what we were saying. The only thing is, Naomi is in England and I'm in Australia. As I pulled out the chair I made sure to make an extra loud noise to annoy the teacher. I smirked at his purple face in victory.
"I'm sorry, is that noise annoying?" I said, swining on my chair. He shook his head and carried on with whatever he was doing.
1 hour later...
"All right Miss Jarosh, you may leave." I immediately jumped up and out of my chair, leaving it to fall behind me, and ran out the classroom. But as I did I ran into something big and hard and fell on the floor. "Luke! We have to stop meeting like this." He laughed and held out a hand to help me up. I took it gratefully when something suddenly popped into my head. 
A question. "Hey Luke, how come you waited for me?" I asked. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and opened his mouth to speak. "Well, since you are like my only friend besides Michael and I may or may not a have a tiny crush on you..." I cut him off by smashing my lips onto his. They were soft and tasted like cinamon. He pushed me against a locker as our tongues battled for dominance. My hand went to his hair and his around my waist. I tugged at the ends making him moan in my mouth and deepen the kiss, running his hands up and down my sides. It was like magic until... 
"You kids! Get out of the school grounds! Now!" Our heads wipped to the side to see my English teacher standing there, his hand pointing to the door. I quickly pecked Luke on the lips before quickly grabbing his hand and pulling out of the building, tears of laughter in my eyes. 
We ran all the way back to my house before collapsing on my bed breathing heavy breaths, wide smiles on our faces. Our hands were still connected when he sat up, pulling me with him, and turned to me. "Urm, Suzy, I mean Susannah." 
"You can call me Suzy, Luke it's fine." 
"Okay." He stuttered. He seemed nervous.
Is there something you wanted to ask or?" I said softly, trying to help him out. 
He nodded.
"Would you, er, be my girlfriend maybe? I mean, like, you don't have to if you don't want to, like, its perfectly fin, we could just be friends..."
"Luke!" I interrupted. He looked me in the eye. I knew the next choice I made would change my life forever. 
"I would love to be your girlfriend if you will be my boyfriend."
He nodded his head vigorously and we hugged, pecking ech other on the lips over and over again.
Nothing could end my happiness

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