Texted Him

•Hey Babe ~L•
•Who is this?•
•Luke. Duh, Ali? ~L•
•Oh... Wrong number? ~L•

-Lacey got a text. After that text came another. She kept on texting this boy, not knowing who the hell he was... But like they say, You never know who's on the other side of that screen-

-Contains some strong language-


22. Two Separate Teams



Lacey's POV

"So, I've got a soccer game tomorrow. After school. You coming?" He asked. 

"I didn't miss any back home.... and I'm not missing any here either." I said and he took my hand from the other side of the table. 

"Lacey..." He said. 


"This pizza is amazing." He said and kissed my hand. I laughed and finished my slice.

"Way better than the ones in Minnesota." He said and I agreed. Yeah, we came from a very far place. We drove home and decided to go on a walk.

"Guess what." He said. 

"Mhm?" I asked.

"I got us tickets for the Bruins game on Friday." He said and held up two tickets. 



"JACKSON!" I yelled and jumped up. I hugged him and he smiled. I was a huge ice hockey fan. 

"Why though?" I asked as we walked. 

"Because you deserve it. And I know how much you love them." He said and held my hand. 

"Why doesn't anyone date you." I laughed and he smiled, laughing along. 

"I wonder that too." 

"We should really go back... I have class tomorrow. So do you." I said and he agreed. 

"Let's go. Oh and we could go shopping tomorrow before the game?" He asked. 

"If we don't have a lot of homework." I said. 

"You and your homework ruining my plans." He said and smiled as I playfully pushed him. 

"idiot" He unlocked the door as I said goodnight to him and kissed his cheek, walking into my own room.


"JACK! WE'RE GONNA BE LATE GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP!" I yelled from my room. I put on a light white sweater and black skinny jeans with ankle boots. I grabbed my scarf and sunglasses and my backpack. 

I still had an hour. But it took me extremely long to put on makeup, do my hair, and eat breakfast. 

I walked into Jacks room and threw my glass of water on him. 

"LACEY!" He yelled and I threw his shirt at him. 

"Hurry up." I did my hair and breakfast

I made 2 eggs and sat down to eat. Jackson finally came wearing a burgundy t-shirt and skinny jeans with his Vans. 

"Did you get your books?" I asked and he looked at me, eyes wide open. 

"Dammit Jackson you're screwed." I said. We had 20 minutes. 

"But Lace!" He said. 

"Fine! Bring your eggs. We're going to Staples." I grabbed my bag and we quickly ran out of the room. 

We ran into the store to the notebooks and pens as quick as possible. 

"FLASHRDRIVE TOO!" I yelled and he grabbed some of everything. We quickly paid and ran back to the car. 

"5 FRIKIN MINUTES DRIVE JACK!" I yelled and he speeded down the road. 

"slow down you're gonna get us a ticket!" I yelled and he kept speeding. We got there and he locked his car as we ran inside as fast as possible. 

We were panting as we sat at our desks. 

"Nice job, babe." He said and highfived me. 

"Yeah... Agreed." 

With that we got into the class.

"ugh one day and I'm already done." He said and I agreed.

"Well I didn't get much homework... what about you?" He asked. 

"A shit load. I can't gooo. Sorry. But I promise Friday." I said and hugged his side. 

"Ugh fine. But soccer is still a yes?" He asked. 

"Course." I said and he smiled. 

"Well let's go home. I'll order Chinese?" He asked and I nodded. We drove home as I started to do my homework. 


Soon I was done and we were on our way to the soccer game. 

"Hey Mr. Captain. Who are you playing?" I asked. 

"UMass." He smiled and I remembered Luke telling me something about him going there. 

"Cool." DAMMIT. 

We got there and I sat on the seats of the field. 

"Play well, bud." I said and he ran down to where he was supposed to be. I looked at the other team and saw HEMMINGS on the back of another shirt. 

"Oh shit." I whispered. All of a sudden, a girl near me screamed someones name extremely loud. Everyone turned and looked this way. In that moment Luke's eyes aligned with mine. I don't know what his expression was saying... but it was happy, confused, and a bit mad. I looked away and tried to pay attention to the game.


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