Chapter 20.

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We got to school late, homeroom already had started

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We got to school late, homeroom already had started.

We gave the notes to our teacher and sat down.

I put my head on my hands, I had a headache.

I then felt a presence who sat down beside me.

"Why are you late?" I heard, Luke say.

I was literally annoyed, I ignored him.

"Brooklyn" he said. 

"Can you not? What do you care?" I rolled my eyes. 

"What's your problem?" he said. 

"Luke who the hell do you think you are? I'm Brooklyn Montgomery and you're Luke West" I said, as I made a face. 

He rolled his eyes and left.

"So we are going to begin this new project. As our president, Brooklyn, said, we need to be closer, know each other so everyone's senior year can be unforgettable" my teacher said.

"In this project I'm going to pair you guys up in to two. You have to get to know your partner, and make each other a profile. This is a major project" the teacher said.

"Brooklyn and Luke" she started off.

Of course she had to put me with him.

"Go with your partner and begin to plan" she smiled. 

We both didn't move. 

I was not going to move. 

"Brooklyn and Luke, what's the problem?" my teacher said. 

"She has to move" we both said and looked at each other.

"I'm not moving" we both said again. 

"This isn't a game, this project will count 20% of your grade" she said. 

"Luke move" she then said, I smirked.

He sat beside me and I moved slightly away from him.

"You always get what you want right?" he said and I ignored him.

"I don't even think I have to spend time with you to create you a profile, I know exactly what to write. Spoiled, brat little girl who doesn't have the mind to even think" he said. 

I threw him my notebook.

"Is that what you think of me?" I said, kind of sad. 

He stayed quiet.

I turned my back to him. 

"When can we meet up and where?" he asked.

"The sooner the better to get it over with, I don't want to be seen with you. My house, I don't know and don't want to know where you live. Today after school" I said and he left.

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