Faking It || l.r.h

1. The Break-up

*Luke's POV*

"C'mon babe-" I started.

"Don't "c'mon babe" me, Luke. You've done this to me way too many times! And I was stupid and naïve in thinking you wouldn't do it anymore and that you'd change. I thought you cared about me!" Brooke yelled.  I wish she wasn't, she was drawing too much attention to us.

"Can you please not yell and listen to me?" I tried to keep my voice steady. "I do care about you, a lot."

I could see the tears in her eyes, tears that I caused, and it pained me to see them.

"I don't want to hear any more of your shit." She reached behind her neck and unclasped the necklace I gave her for Christmas. "Take your necklace and stay away from me. We're through!" She threw the chain at me and stalked off.

I bent down to pick it up and I put it in my pocket. I was heartbroken, but I couldn't show it, at least not here.

I could still feel the eyes of nosey teenagers on me. "What the fuck are all of you looking at?" I yelled. My outburst caused them to scatter and I left the courtyard and headed back inside.

I opened my locker and took out my math and chemistry books. The day was only half over and I was forced to sit through a class with my now ex-girlfriend. She's threatened to do this before, but I didn't think she was serious.

Okay, I admit some of this may have been my fault, but I've apologized many times. I hooked up with only one girl...it may have been a few times but I always made it up to her and she always forgave me. Brooke is the only one I've truly had feelings for. I hooked up with other girls for fun but with Brooke, something was there. I've just got to make her see that. I've got to let her know how much I care and that I'll never mess up like that again. I know I've said it many times but this time I mean it. If she gives me one more chance, I'll never break her heart again.

I closed my locker and headed to math, only to run into someone, a girl.

"Why don't you watch where the fuck you're going?" I didn't bother looking at them or helping them pick up their shit. Why should I, they bumped into me.

I continued to walk to math and when I arrive, I scanned the room to see if Brooke was there yet. She was always one of the first ones in the room and would save me a seat. But given what happened a little ago, she didn't. I took a seat on the far side of the room and tried my best to catch her eye but she wouldn't look my way. My heart sank and I felt a clap on my shoulder.

"Hey man." Mike smiled. "I saw what happened earlier, is it for real this time?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

"I'm sorry." He said. Is Mike being sympathetic? This is unheard of.

"Doesn't matter, she's just a girl. I can easily get another one." I shrugged. I didn't want to show I cared too much, I'm not the type to care so much...at least I try not to show it.

"She's really cute, I don't know if you can top that." He says.

"Don't worry about it. I'll find someone else to fuck around with that'll be ten times better than her." The words tasted like bile in my mouth but again, I can't show that I care.

The teacher calls the class to attention and we get started. He hands out a worksheet full of word problems that take me no time to complete. I give my paper to Mike for him to copy and I glance over at Brooke a few times. Her head is down, busy with her work. I wish she'd just look at me at least once. It'd let me know that she was at least thinking about me as much as I'm thinking about her.