Without You

Part 22 "Does a detention go on my record?"

I yawn, and walk slowly to music. Why am I so tired today?

Oh, maybe it was because I was up half the night thinking about Luke.

I walk into music class and take a seat.

"Okay class!" Mrs. A claps her hands, "We are going to be getting our partners for the duets today!"

She starts calling out the names of the people in the class and their partners.

What really sucks is that I don't really know anybody in this class. I just hope my partner is halfway decent.

"Aubrey and Lee, you two will be working together," she calls out and I look around the room.

A boy with stylish, dirty blonde hair stands up and walks towards me.

He looks nice.

He sits next to me and smiles.

He's got pretty light brown eyes and dimples on both of his cheeks.

"Hi, I'm Lee," he introduces.

"Aubrey," I smile back.

"Alright, now that everyone is partnered, I want one of you to come up and pick a song out of this jar," Mrs. A holds up a large jar filled with little pieces of paper.

"I'll go get it," Lee says before standing up and walking to the jar. He picks a paper out of it and walks back to his seat.

"Islands in the Stream."

"Do you know that song?" I ask since when he read it he had a confused face.

"Nope," he laughs, "sorry."

"It's okay, the words are pretty easy."

"Alright! Now, class is almost over so I just want to say that you should be ready to perform your songs by Thursday!" She says and the bell rings.

"Hey, Aubrey! Can I walk with you?" He asks coming up beside me as I walk out of the classroom.

"Sure."

"Great!" He says happily.

"So, maybe we should stay after school and practice this," I laugh a little.

"Yeah, hopefully I'll get it all down by Thursday," he shakes his head.

"I'm sure you'll get it," I pat his shoulder and I notice a blush on his cheeks.

Weird?

"Well I guess that means I'll see you after school?" He asks.

"Yep! You can meet me by the big oak tree," I tell him.

"Okay," he nods.

"Bye," I laugh once he just stands there.

"Right sorry, bye," he blushes again and walks into the lunchroom.

"Who was that?" Luke's deep voice asks from behind me.

"My music partner," I smile and turn around.

"Music partner?" He asks walking closer to me and placing one of his large hands on the side of my waist. He looks down at me curiously and I smile softly up at him.

"Y-yep," I stutter shyly and my back hits the wall. Luke removes his hand and he cages me in with his arms and he looks down at me with a questioning look.

"Like a duet partner," I say nervously biting my lip at how close he is to me. I take a look around the hallway and no one is around; they're all in lunch.