Ch. 7: Don't Talk About It

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Luke's POV

How do you get a girlfriend? Is there a book for that? Is there an article online for that? I swear it's impossible to get a girlfriend. I want Karson to be my girlfriend but Justin tells me it's impossible. It's not impossible... right?

I saw Karson with Ariana so I went up to her.

"Hey!" I said.

"Um... hi?" Karson said awkwardly.

"I was just wondering... what do you like?"

"Why?"

"Because I want you! What do I have to do to make you like me?"

"I'll leave you guys alone" Ariana giggled.

"No, plea-" I heard Karson whisper.

"You hate me right?" I said to her looking upset.

"No no no. I don't hate you."

"You know what, never mind," I said, walking away. Seeing that she had no interest, I've given up.

"Wait! But Luke, I don't hate you."

"It's fine, you don't have to explain yourself,"

"I kinda like you too..." she said shyly.

She said what? "But, you've been rejecting everything for the past 2 days."

"I realized that, but I kinda thought it was cute."

"Really?"

"Mhm" she said biting her bottom lip.

"Then will you please go out with me?"

"Sure" she smiled.

"Thank you so much!" I said, lifting her up and hugging her tight.

All I heard was her laughing, and that only made me smile even more.

"Um..." Jai said. I let Karson down and turned around seeing Jai holding hands with Ariana.

"What?" I asked in annoyance.

"Aww! Karson has a boyfriend!"

"Shut up Ariana!" Karson said in embarrassment.

"I'm surprised that you could even get a girlfriend" Jai said.

"Goes for you too" I snapped.

"At lease I got one before you"

"I'm older"

"By 2 fucking minutes! Let it go!" he said annoyingly.

"I'm still older"

"Shut up you guys" Ariana said, rolling my eyes.

"Fine" Jai said, walking to class.

"Still older!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Jai yelled down the hall.

"Okay, that's enough" Karson laughed.

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Ariana's POV

Finally last period was over! It was such a long day. I just wanted to get the whole 'Louis Vuitton Bag' incident out of the way.

"Um... any work for today?" I asked Justin.

"Yeah, history."

"Ugh. I hate history"

"It's rather that or clean my house, so you should be happy bitch" he spat.

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