The Bad Boy from Room 908

The bell rang signaling the start of class and just like clock work, in came Hemmings. He winked at a couple of the girls in the front row and sauntered towards me. I immediately averted my eyes from his.
" You like what you see Melanie?" He whispered menacingly into my ear brushing his lips against my jaw.
" Go to hell." I spoke under my breathe.
" Gladly," he smirked, " I'll go to hell, if I can drag you there with me." He said seductively.
Well fuck!

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3. Chapter 2: Home Sweet Home

          The bell finally rang indicating that physics was finally over and Mr. Halonautie said. " Meet here after school for your house keys."

          I huffed angrily as I rushed out of the door followed by Violet who was also livid. " I can't believe I'm actually stuck with that no good fuck boy." I said clutching my fists around the straps of my book bag.

         " What are you talking about Mel? He drives you crazy and you know it." Violet stated angrily. " I have to put up with Calum Hood."

         " I know," I stated sympathetically. Calum and her dated for about three months in grade 10 until he successfully stole her virginity, and then he left her for another girl. " and I know Luke drives me crazy but, I refuse to get played by a player."

         " I said the same thing." Violet stated on the verge of tears. " and look what happened to me." She did have a point I guess but, I still refuse to let myself feel that way about someone that never will.

         I rubbed her back and she smiled at me. " We'll see." I stated before we split paths. I walked into my English classroom and the only seat left open was the one next to Luke. I sighed heavily and took my seat.

        " Well don't you look happy." Luke stated sarcastically placing his hand on the inside of my knee.

        I felt the goose bumps start to trickle up my body so, I immediately removed his hand, and placed it back on his lap. " Just the happiest." I stated with the most obvious fake smile I could possibly conjure up. I mean the truth was I wasn't distraught about Mr. Halonautie's decision, I was just frustrated. I had worked so hard to keep my cover up around Luke for so long and now I have to try to maintain that well living with him. It was total bullshit.

      Luke just let out a dark chuckle while smirking seductively at me before looking at the teacher. The rest of class was pretty normal for Luke and I. He tried to make advances and I turned him down in the rudest ways I could think of. The bell rang and we headed back to room 908.

      " Hello again," Mr. Halonautie said happily. " your keys are located at the front with the surname of the male partner on them. Don't worry about going home to your old houses because all of your stuff has already been moved into the new house."

     Luke strutted up to the front of the room and looked at the keys. " Hemmings," He said sexily as he picked up the key and twirled it around his finger. " lets go christen the house babe." He said winking at me.

     I could feel my face start to flush and I reminded myself that I was supposed to hate him more than anything in the world. I pulled a face and said. "  I'd rather fuck Donald Trump than you." I pushed past him and confidently walked out into the hallway.

    Luke came running after me. " Woah, wait up?" He said grabbing on to my shoulder, and turning me around so I was facing him. " Why so harsh?" He asked half smiling at me. 

     ' Oh, don't play up the charming side now, you know it kills me.' I thought to myself. " The fact that I have to spend an entire semester with a fuck boy may be ringing a few bells." I stated crossing my arms over my chest.

      He closed his eyes for a second as if my words actually hurt him. " I'm happy you feel that way Mel," He stated, now no emotion present in his face. " because now there's no surprises." He pointed at the door and said " Walk."

      I did as he asked and we walked down the hall he didn't say a word, didn't touch me, didn't even look at me. It was odd and I didn't like it. We got outside to his car and he pointed to the passengers seat motioning me to get in. I got in his car and said. " So where's the house?"

     He grabbed a paper from his back pocket and through it at me. " Um, okay." I said taken back a little bit. " 34 Maple Drive." I stated pissed off now.

     He smirked a little bit. " What do you think me being pissed off is funny?" I stated throwing the paper back at him.

     " No, but it is kinda hot." He said winking at me.

     " Fuck you Hemmings." I said looking out the window as we drove down the road.

     " I wish." He said in a voice that was barely audible, and it sent shivers down my spine. This boy is going to be the death of me, I swear.  

      About 15 minutes later we arrived at the house and I slowly got out of the car. The house was a fairly small house but, it could probably be used for a first home to a newly married couple. The front door led into a small mud room and from the mud room went into an open concept space that included a kitchen, dining room, and living room. From there, there was a long hallway consisting of two bathrooms that said his, and her on the doors, and only one bedroom. 

     I opened the door to the bedroom, and the room was painted a deep red colour in contrast to the other rooms in the house that were white. One side of the room was decorated with my acoustic guitar, reading centre, and my bean bag chair, and the other side was decorated with an acoustic, and an electric guitar with an amp and probably a hundred band posters. There were two dressers and two closets, and the middle of the room consisted of one queen sized bed.

      I ran to the bed and jumped on it sinking into the mattress. " Ah, this bed is nice." I stated loudly as Luke came into the room.

     " It looks a lot nicer with you on it." He smirked at me wickedly as he slowly dragged his feet along the floor towards the bed. 

     I gulped as quietly as I could and looked up at him probably showing every emotion like an open book. I blamed the wall colour internally as I tried to bring myself back to normal. " Well dibs," I said sticking my tongue out at him. " Now you'll never know how the bed or, I feel because you get the couch." 

      He groaned in annoyance saying. " Fuck you." As he backed away from the bed.

      " No thanks." I said before he left the room. 'Now this is home sweet home' I thought to myself before getting under the covers and taking a nice deserved nap.     

          

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