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𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒚
It's been 9 days.
9 days since I fucked up.
9 days since I made that stupid bet.
9 days since I buried myself in deep shit
I've fucked it all up.

You do not know how hard it is to not be sarcastic to one particular person. Especially when that person is Logan Harris. Diavolo. God drunk me is so stupid. Definitely not calling him that ever, he's just Devil, or Hell's favourite secretery, or Satan's bellboy or anything else that relates him to hell.

And even God knows that he's hot enough to be hell

Hey! Are you on my side or theirs?!

I'm on Hell's favourite secratary's side

Ah fuck you you're not real.

After having a very brutal fight with my brain, WHICH I WON BY THE WAY,

You really didnt

Back to what I was saying, yeah it's really hard which is why I didnt make it to the end of form.

𝑳𝒐𝒈𝒂𝒏

Well I fucked my life up. Why on God's green Earth did I decide to accept that bet, there's no way Killer is gonna fall for me ever. I really need to humble myself: my ego is bigger than normal when drunk, which is probably why I made a stupid decisions.

I need a plan, I definitely need a plan. This has to work because my ego cannot take the whole school thinking I have a small dick because for your information I do not have a small package, I dont talk a big game, I speak the truth.

"HELLO!" Killer screams in my face,

"Goddamn what Killer?" I reply

Shit be nicer than that

"I've been calling you for ages now, gods sake you were in space then"
I force a smile on my face,

"How can I help you, Trouble?" I ask sweetly, a hint of sarcasm in my voice,

"What'd you get for 13?" She replies,

"You're on 13?!"

She looks over at my book,

"How the fuck has it been half an hour and you've only done 3 questions?"

"Correction, you THINK I've only done 3, but the answers are all up here" I tap my head.

I am not bad at Math. Infact I've never gotten below an A in Math, I just hate writing stuff down, my hand always cramps up after 2 seconds and it pisses me off.

"And I'm actually finished I'm just surprised it took you so long to get to question 13"

"Whatever, just tell me what you got"

I look at the question again to double check,

"45² over 7"

"Damn, that was quick. I guess you aren't just a pretty face"

"You think I'm pretty? Is that a compliment Killer?" I smirk,

She blushes and looks back down at her work

"Don't get used to it Devil"

"I won't I won't" I smile, throwing an arm around her shoulders, "Except I already am"
She rolls her eyes and pushes my arm off her, after a few seconds she puts it back on and leans back, I look at her confused,

"It's comfortable" She states.

I dont reply and just keep my arm there. That's the price you have to pay if you don't want a bruised ego.

𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒚

I have never been so uncomfortable in my entire life but I have to make him like me if I want to win this bet.

I don't even care if Hailey or whatever her name is wins or not, this is only for my own gain. I've never backed down from a bet and I'm not going to start now.

I cannot believe I let myself get into this situation. I am smarter than this.

Fuck his arm is making it hard to concentrate.

. . .

Why is he actually attractive though? I probably would've been more pissed at this bet if he was an ugly troll, I wish I could describe him like that. I can't. He's not.

He has a jawline that could cut glass, his hair is always in a mess at the top of head, brown curls, wild and free. When the sun shines on him, his whole face glows, tan skin on fire, hair glowing, his eyes-

Oh his eyes.

His eyes are gorgeous.

He doesn't have ugly green, vomit coloured eyes, he has vivid emeralds, rainforest like eyes. I could get lost in those jungles and not care.

And I thought you hated him

I do. You can hate someone and still think they're attractive right? I mean-

"You alright there Lucy?" My thoughts are interrupted by Reagan a girl in my History class.

"What? Yeah. Sorry but what the fuck is American History?" I ask and she laughs,

"Right you only studied British history didn't you" she says and I nod

"Why did I take this class?" I groan and put my head on the table,

"Babe, I ask myself the same question every time I walk into the classroom"

We both start laughing before getting sent to detention for laughing. We're still laughing when we reach detention and just stand outside trying to calm ourselves down.

"Girl, you wanna have lunch with me and my friends today?" Reagan asks after catching her breath.

"Yeah sure" I reply

So it turns out I'm likeable. We go into detention and there's only three other people there.

Luce, Logan, and Garret.

I sit down and the detention monitor takes our detention slips. He then leaves the classroom for whatever reason and I start talking.

"Luce? What'd you get detention for?"

"Me, Logan, and Garret were in Spanish and we started to look up swear words in the dictionary" He replies

"Correction, these two idiots were searching up swears in the dictionary, I'm here because I sat next to them and apparently watching something bad happen and not doing anything about it is worse than actually doing it" Garret rants

"Woah. I think thats the most I've ever heard you say in one day" I say, surprised

"Hey Killer" Logan smirks,

"Oh my god shut up" I say rolling my eyes

"I didn't say anything!" he shouts,

"Your existence itself is just annoying" Luce jokes

"People need to start respecting the effort I put in to not become a mass murderer" Garret whispers just loud enough for everyone to hear

"ENOUGH!" Mr King, the detention monitor, walks back in and slams his hands on the desk, "ALL OF YOU DETENTION AFTER SCHOOL FOR 2 DAYS NOW SIT DOWN AND STOP TALKING!"

"I think I broke my eardrums" I say and Logan laughs, Mr King snaps his fingers at us,

"You two have 3 days don't make me make it 4" he says and we shut up.

A note flutters by me from Reagan,

Girl, why do you hate Logan De Luca so much?

I send back,

He's just a bitch. I have to tell you what happened last Saturday.

I send back the note and she mouths

Tell me at lunch.

Hey guyss been a while? I think I'm overcoming my writers block but I need feedback, please comment or pm me or anything thankss

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