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)


4. Stranger meets stranger

My stomach groaned. "I'M HUNGRY!!!!!!!!" I growled. Luke laughed before saying "Pizza?" I pulled a face at him "ew no I hate pizza" I said sarcastically. The it was his turn to pull a face at me. He obviously didn't get the sarcasm. "I was being sarcastic Luke" I said. He pulled the 'oh thats what you mean' face. I giggled as he said "I heard that british people use sarcasm for humor." He pulled his phone out his back pocket and dialled a number. "Now, pizza?"

*Knock knock knock*

"PIZZA!!!" I screamed jumping the last 5 steps, almost falling in excitement. I heard chuckles behind me and gave Luke the bird. "You won't be laughing when you fall down the stairs and I'm laughing at you instead."

I jumped up and opened the front door. There stood the pizza guy.

"That will be $5" He said. I was about to pay when I realized that I didn't have any money, only the normal english notes. "The man always pays on a first date" Luke said as I felt his presence behind me.

I smirked before replying "I didn't have any Australian money anyways. But since when did you become the love expert?" I sassily remarked. The pizza delivery guy began to tap his foot in impatience so I hit Luke on the shoulder. "Luke, pay the poor guy" He chucked the money at his face. Like his money literally hit this guy in the face just before the door did. "PIZZA TIME!"




Skype time!

"Hey Luke, do you mind if I Skype my friend Naomi??"

He shook his head until a thought came to his mind "Wait a sec, can I invite my friend Michael over?"

I sigh before nodding. "Okay fine"

So while Luke taps away on his phone (probably texting Mitchell or whatever) I press on Naomi's Skype account.

After a while she picks up with a groan. "Dude, It's like three am!" She sighs. "Sorry, I'm still getting used to the time differences." I apologise.

Luke gets off the bed a sec, then returns, a purple haired boy behind him. "Luke! Why are you bringing random strangers in my house?" then I turned to the other not  

"Hi! You must be Maxwell" He laughs before replying "Michael actually" My cheeks flush red as I extend a hand for him to shake.

But as he grabs it he pulls me in for a hug.

"Hello? Did you forget about me or something?" Says a voice from behind me. Naomi starts to fake cry "I feel so rejected!"

But when Luke came into shot a sudden change in mood could be heard. A gasp sounded from Naomi's mouth. "Suzy, who is this? He has stubble!! Yassssss!" Naomi swooned.

I laughed then pushed Luke out of shot. But when I did, Michael went right in it. "Well hello beautiful" he flirted, but that wasn't the end of it.

"I like guys with good pick up lines." she replied bluntly."

"Let's play titanic, you be the iceberg and I'll go down" Naomi giggled a giggle I didn't even know she could giggle ('cause she's to punk rock to giggle)

"Don't even go there Michael, Naomi is too punk rock for you" Michael glared jokingly at me then grabbed the laptop and ran into my bathroom, locking the door. Laughter could be heard loud and clear and I stared at Luke. "Guess its just me and you again then"




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