Kira is your average 17 year old girl, she goes to school, gets good grades and her family is decent. She has a bit of an attitude and says how she feels and isn't afraid to defend herself. All of that is about to change when a new kid named Luke comes to town and changes everything. This is NOT your average story and DEFINITELY not a love story.


10. Chapter 10

 I close my book, emotionally distraught, I can't function words. I throw the book at the wall, it doesn't matter if the ending is good or bad, I hate them for ending, it feels like they are leaving me. Damn that's deep. Dylan comes in my room running, "What happened?? What happened??" he says jumping on my bed as I crawl in fetal position. "Did you're book end?" I nod, "I can't handle this by myself, DUG!!" As soon as he finishes Rocky comes running in my room, he jumps on the bed, and sits next to Dylan. Dylan hugs me and Rocky rests his head on my side. 



 A few hours later, my mom comes upstairs, "Dinner-" she stops, "what book this time?" she says, leaning ageist the door frame. Dylan, gets up, and walks over to my wall, picks up the book and hands it to my mom. "Oh, I see, well, when you're done there's food-" my head perks up and I sprint down the hall and into the kitchen. Rocky and Dylan at my heels, racing to the kitchen. I reach the glorious place that is the kitchen, I sit down in an empty seat. Jim and my father are staring at me. 

"What?" I say putting mashed potatoes and a baked potato on my plate. 

"Nothing," my dad and Jim smile, and watch as I devour my potatoes. What can I say, potatoes are the fucking best. Dinner ends and I run up to my room again, I look on every possible website for the best copy of the book. 



I open my eyes groggily, I look around I'm in my clothes from yesterday, my hair is a mess and my laptop is dead. "Fuck!" I say running into the bathroom trying to make myself look somewhat decent. I settle for a classic plaid shirt, blue tank top, black converse, pony tail, skinny jeans and dog tags. I race downstairs skipping breakfast and rushing outside. It just hit me to look at the clock. I look at my phone, the bus won't be here for another hour. I drop my backpack on the curb and turn around to go inside, when someone calls my name. 

"Hey, Kira!" I turn around reluctantly to my surprise its Calvin.

"What did you come here to throw another ball at me?" I say crossing my arms.

"You're really still mad at me for that?! It happened years ago!"

"Let me think about that...yeah, still mad." I say turning around to pick up my bag. 

"Daaaaammmnnnn," he says, I stand up and turn around to fucking murder this asshole. 

"Were you really just staring at my ass?!" I say fury growing in my voice.

"Calm down, I'm just having a little fun," he says reaching for my arm. 

I rip away from him, then punch him in the face. "I'm not a fuck toy for you, leave me the hell alone, go screw someone who would somehow enjoy your nasty ass." I say looking around hoping my family didn't just see that. 

"Psycho bitch," he says scrambling to his feet. "you're gonna regret that." 

"I'm sure I will," I say when I notice Luke standing in his yard, watching the entire thing play out. Running off of rage I walk over to him, my fists clenched. "You're the mot confusing and annoying person I've ever met! You go from this dude who seems nice, to one that's super emo, to a dick!"

"What the hell are you talking about?!" He says putting his hands up. 

"That's really funny, thanks for sending that asshole my way." I scream, walking away from him. 

"Kira you're joking right?!" He says following me, "I know you've been hurt and other shit from assholes like Calvin, you've only known me for a small amount of time and in that time span I think I've proven I'm not like them!" he grabs my arm. 

"Let me go Luke," I struggle to get my arm away, but he's way stronger than me. 

"No, I'm not letting you go! I saved your damn life, then stood up for you when I could've just ignored it and them them have at it. I kissed you in front of the entire grade! Ok when will it get through to you?! I'm. NOT. Like. Them. I never have and never will. Fucking hell." he says staring into my eyes, "don't you think of running, I may not have known you for long but I figured out your habits pretty quickly." he pulls me close to him, "don't run," he whispers then brings his lips to mine. 

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