Luke had a satisfied expression on his face as he claimed what he had desired. I used my arm to push my belongings over to the other side of the table and sat in the chair beside his. I huffed a bit but got up from Luke’s seat.
I thought about standing up and trying to reach the pencil, but the boy was nearly a foot taller than me and I didn’t have even the slimmest of chances to retrieve it. A taunting grin was plastered to his face, and my blood began to boil. So, move.” The pencil I had been using was snatched from my hand and held high above his head. “Exactly, so why don’t you go find your own,” I tried to concentrate on balancing my chemical equation, but Luke wouldn’t stop talking, and I was starting to feel more than just annoyed. If I hadn’t already situated myself I wouldn’t have cared about moving, but he was just trying to waste my time. “There are a lot of empty seats in here and you can sit at any one of them,” he was beginning to look frustrated and I rolled my eyes at how desperate he was to get some stupid seat. It is an inefficient use of my time,” For a second I refocused back on my paper before looking back up at Luke, “Actually this whole conversation is using time that I need to be studying, so if you don’t mind leaving, then that’d be great.” “I’ve already spread my things about, I don’t want to collect them all and then have to unpack them again. Who did this guy think he is? I thought angrily. He smirked at my less than pleasant expression, which made me even angrier. “Move,” was all he said, and this time when I turned to look up at him I didn’t look as amiable. “I’m sorry, but my seat was taken so I sat here.” I let my eyes drift over to my homework, not expecting anything further from the blond boy. The way that girls talked about him disgusted me because I just didn’t see his appeal, especially that lip ring. I recognized the boy immediately, his name was Luke Hemmings and he was a year ahead of me. “You’re in my seat,” I heard a deep accented voice to my left, and I idly lifted my head from the paper. Working several jobs to save up for college had really been taking it’s toll on me, but it had to be done. Study hall was one of the only times that I had to focus on my school work. I pulled out my chemistry notes, highlighters, and homework assignment, arranging them as I liked in front of me. I lazily shuffled over to an empty table, sitting my backpack on the table with a loud thud and nearly collapsing into the chair. I was pretty sure they weren’t in study hall, and If I wasn’t so stressed out I’d probably have raised hell. Once my normal table came into view I noticed a group of freshman had sat there. The librarian always set the strictest rules and nearly everyone dreaded getting scheduled study hall for this hour. There was nothing worse than having study hall in the library. My bag felt heavy on my shoulder and I clutched the strap tightly as I made my way towards my usual seat. I let out a loud sigh as I pushed through the doors of the library. So Luke thinks he’s a bad ass, but really he’s just a cute little muffin
Requested: I can’t remember, I feel like it was, but idk
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