Touchdown {on hold}

||•••Chapter seven•••||

Mae's POV
It was Thursday morning when I walked to the art room once again, The 1975 playing through my ear buds.
I swung open the door, and plopped down in my seat next to Michael, the boy I had met earlier this week.

"Hey Michael" I smile

"Hey" he smiles back

The bell rings and our art teacher, Mr.L stands at the front of the class.

"Alright." he says, propping himself up on his elbows on his podium.

"Today, is a very very special day" he slowly nods his head.

"Does anyone wanna tell me, why, that is?"

We sit there silently staring at Mr.L.
"Because!" He slams his hands down on the podium, "today is note taking day!"

We groan and he grins at us.

"Get out your notebooks lets get this over with" he laughs.

I pull out my notebook and a pencil when my phone buzzes. I slowly unlock it to see its a text from an unknown number.

It read : 'Hey It's Luke.'

I was confused, wondering why in the world Luke would text me and where he got my number.

I replied with 'hey?' And set my phone down between Michael and I, who's eyes wandered to my the screen.

Mr.L began talking so I quickly jotted down some random words on the board, not caring too much about primary and secondary colors.

My phone flashed again.

Luke:'How are you?'

What the hell.

'Ok Luke what do you want?'

I jotted down more notes.

Luke:'Ok fine I need your help'

I was kinda scared to be honest. I didn't trust Luke.

'With?'

'Im late again and I need help getting into the school. One more late pass and I get suspended'

I quietly groan and Michael looks up at me.

"Are you gonna do it?" He whispers
I bite my lip, looking up at the teacher before sighing.

I nod. "yes" I groan

"I can help"

I look up at him, surprised.

"What?"

"I can help, I know the school well"

"Well so do I" I state, picking up my phone.

"You'll get caught"

"I will not" I whisper harshly

He rolls his eyes as I text Luke back
'I'll help.'

I raise my hand.

"Can I go to the restroom? "

Mr.L nods

I stand up and smile at Michael who only smiles back.

I walk out the door and pull out my phone, trying to think of a plan.
And that's when Michael walked out the door and smirked at me.

"What the hell?"

"If I don't come then you're gonna be screwed."

"What-"