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.


8. Chapter 8

"Hey Harper could you move your fatass away from the door?" I hiss

"Shut the hell up slut." She snaps

"Really you have the nerve to call me a slut after you fucked almost every guy in the school because you have freaking daddy issues."

"Bitch!" She slaps me across the face, and pretty hard for a cheerleader.

"Oh you fucking asshole!" I say slamming my binders on the ground. I go to hit the bitch when Luke grabs my arms and holds me in his arms and whispers calming things to me.


"Are you fucking serious?! She fucking slapped me."

"Girls that's quite enough. Kira I believe you started this whole shibockle when you called Harper a...fatass..."

"Harper go to the principal, Kira the guidance counselor has requested to speak with you."

Luke slowly let's go of me and I just walk down the halls to room 3. I leave my binders there because I don't really give a shit. I open the door and the shrink is there sipping some goddamn tea.

"Oh Kira you're here!!"

"Well I'm certainly not in homeroom" I say sarcastically

"Oh that wild spirit of yours" she says smiling. "Take a seat anywhere," there isn't a piece of real fucking furniture in the whole damn room. It's just bean bag chairs, blow up chairs, yoga balls. I mean the best option would most likely be the bean bag chair so I sit down and just kinda look around her room.

"Soooo what now...?"

"Well...that's up to you, what would you like to talk about." She says sipping her tea. 

"For the record I'm being forced to come here, I don't want to talk about shit." 

"Missy that kind f language is not tolerated in this room." 

"Can I ask you a question?" I say leaning forward.

"Of course dear this is what I'm here for,"

"Ok to tell me, you're young; I'm guessing late twenties, you could be super cool and chill. Instead you act like you're in the fucking 1950's."

"Miss Jones I have told you that I have no tolerance for any profanity." She hissed slamming her mug down.

I smerk, "so your telling me if I reach 'strike 3' I'll get kicked out...?"
"Yes and we do-"

"FUCK THIS SHIT I'M OUT!" I exclaim, I book it out of the room when I slam into Luke knocking both of us over.

"Get a room," a random kid says walking by.

"Oh shit, I-I'm sorry." I say scrambling to my feet.

"N-no it's fine, oh here," he hands me my binders with a smile, "Thought you could use these."

My cheeks turn bright red, "thanks, what time is it?" 

"Second period is just about to start." 

"Thanks," I kiss his cheek really quickly and walk away. It takes me a couple of seconds to SEE WHAT THE FUCK I JUST DID! I turn around to apologize profusely but he's gone, "great job Kira you fucked this one up," I say to myself the bell rings and I race to my third period class.

Soon (but not soon enough) lunch comes, I get my lunch and sit alone (like always) I've chosen to forget that I kissed Luke, I eat the shitty salad and read the amazing book Red Queen. Hey if I'm going to sit alone everyday I might as well destroy my soul in the process. About half way through lunch someone taps on my shoulder. 

"Do not come any closer I'm warning you, I'm reading, trust me you want to run," normally they just go away but this kid is persistent. "What?" I snap as I spin around, "Oh Luke, hi," 

"Hey you got a sec?"
"I don't know, you are entering a war zone, very few have made it out alive." I joke

"What book?"
"Red Queen."

"Never read it."

"Well then..." I say slowly putting my bookmark in, "what's up?"
"Um well the hall,"

"Shit, yeah I honestly have no idea why I did that." my palms start to sweat.

"I think you did." He smirks

I avoid eye contact all costs, "Luke," my voice is small and timid.

"Kira could you look at me?" I really don't want to, but I have to. I look at him, He scans all parts of my face. 

"What are you doing?" I ask confused

He places one hand on my face and without warning pulls my face to his. The cafiteria got dead silent, I know that everyone is staring at us, "make it stop, make it stop," I think to myself, he brings his lips to mine. Thi is no cute two second kiss, I'm pretty sure this is intended for a full on make out session. 


"GET EM!" People shout. 
"FUCK OFF!!" Luke shouts, he looks at me and smiles, "Can I walk you home today?" I stare at him.










"Uh yeah sure..." I said shyly. 









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