"HARLEM" ✔️

Chapter Ten

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There was a pool at the backyard and of course, there were people in it, drinking and partying.

"There's the mini bar." Lucas said, pointing at it.

We made our way through the crowd to the mini bar where we sat down.
He let me order first and I did. I ordered a cup of beer. Then he ordered.

"Soda please." he told the barman. I looked at him surprised.

"Soda?" I asked.

"Yeah. I don't drink alcohol." He replied, with a little smile.

"And why?"

"Well because I'm not old enough to drink." he mused.

My brows shot up.

"How old are you?" I asked.

"Just turned Nineteen."

"Just turned eighteen. But I drink and I'm not dead. What you're saying is ridiculous. No one will know if you drink." I rolled my eyes and sipped my drink.

"That's how I am. I don't break rules."

"It doesn't surprise me one bit." I said a little dryly.

He looked at me.

"What do you mean?"

'That you're a baby.'

"Nothing. Forget it. Do what you want."

He stared at me for some time.

"You don't like me." he stated. I looked at him with an amused look.

"I don't even know you."

"Then why don't you try to know me before judging me."

I looked at him like he'd just said something stupid.

"I'm not judging you. I don't remember saying anything."

"You don't have to. Your actions prove what you think."

I smiled and shook my head.

"Seriously?"

"Yes."

I put my cup down and stared at him.

"Alright, Mr wise. What am I thinking now?" I folded my arms. He stared at me silently and smiled a little. "I'm waiting." I added.

"Alright. You're asking yourself what you're doing sitting here with a spoiled brat who drinks soda at hot parties"

Bravo.

I widened my eyes playfully and clapped.

"Wow. That's exactly what it is. And that reminds me that I shouldn't be here."

"Please, don't go."

I raised a brow at him.

"Why??"

"Uh because, I think you should finish your drink first."

"Whut?" I asked, amused.

He was about to say something when three drunk and shirtless senior year boys approached us.

"Heey, Lulu!" they laughed drunkenly, referring to Lucas as they approached.

"Oh no." Lucas mumbled, rubbing his temple.

"Who are they?" I whispered.

"Senior sigmas."

I watched them come over in amusement. Apparently they liked to disturb Lucas especially.