It's lunch time and am with the girls in the cafeteria eating.
Lesson was awesome, studying is really fun..except for Francesca being mean to me.
BBB girls? Why isn't it FLA or something.
The next class am going is English... I can't wait.
"Who is going to English class?" I asked.
"Me," Patricia said.
"Are you sure you want to go?" She asked and I nodded.
She stood up and beckoned me to come.
"Carry your bag and let's go or we'll be late," She said.
"Bye guys," I said as I stood up and followed her.
"The English teacher is so dull and boring," She said along the way.
"Bummer, but that's not gonna stop me," I said.
"We'll see then," She smirked as we got into the class.
Thank God that we didn't draw any attention to ourselves.
I sat on an empty seat close to the window..and Patricia sat behind me.
The teacher heels shook the ground as she appeared in front of the class.. Her mean face scared me a little but not much...
Now I don't think she's dull...mean people are active right?
Lesson started immediately and I take back everything I said...
She's super dull...
Boring!!!
I think I slept in her class.
This woman shouldn't make me hate English.
Luke POV
Today has been stressful and boring.
I've just been on my bed since with my laptop and phone to keep me company and the maid Sandra.
Katherine is home but I'm not in the mood for my annoying sister.
A knock came from the door as I was on my laptop. Due to laziness I didn't stand up.
Maybe it's Sandra? I thought.
"Come in," I yelled and the door slowly opened revealing Katherine.
Speak of the devil.
"Excuse me?" She yelled with her arms folded.
"What?" I asked.
"So I'm the devil right?" She asked with her annoying voice.
Did I say that our loud?
"Yes, you did," She said and I smirked.
"First time you ever knocked," I said and stood up.
"Don't get so excited, it's not going to last," She said and I rolled my eyes.
Why does she always annoy me.
"What do you want," I sat as I sat down on my couch.
"Dad," She was saying but I interrupted her with a cough.
"Mr Howard made a proposition with someone, and for it to be carried out. You have to get married to their daughter," She said and I sighed.
"Count me out," I yelled and carried my phone.
"We really need this," She said.
"Why can't you get married to their son, why me?" I yelled.
"It's the daughter that will succeed them one day," She said.
"I don't care, he should adopt a boy and make him marry her," I said.
"Do that make an sense to you?" She asked.
"It's does, now please get out of my room," I said and she sighed and walked to the door.
"What's her name?" I asked and she stopped and turned to me.
"You'll find out soon, just please agree to it," She smiled and walked out.
The next second a knock came from the door again.
It just seems like my room is everyone's playing ground.
Something just pushed me to open the door myself.
I opened only to see Sandra smiling and holding a tray in front of me.
"Here's your food sir Luke," She said and I shut her a glare.
"I am still not used to calling you by your name, please forgive me," She said bowing her head.
"I am not angry with you, please come in," I said and make way for her.
She walked into the room and kept the tray on the table.
"I'll get you a glass of water," She said and hurried out, and in a minute she was back.
"Please stay, don't argue," I said and she nodded before sitting on my bed.
Anytime I'm with her I feel at easy, safe and free.
We have known each other from childhood and she has been our maid from little...that's how we knew each other.
She normally called me Luke and plays a lot but as my mom died she withdrew into her shell.
She calls me sir Luke because of my strict father...she got so used to it that she can't stop.
I ate and stared at her, she was a bit shy because I was looking at her.
She's a shy girl.
She wanted to say something but she stopped. I know her go well to know that it was important to her.
"What's wrong?" I asked and looked at me.
"Huh," She asked with her dazzling eyes almost making me lose my mind.
"Why are you staring at me that way?" She asked and I felt embarrassed.
I can't believe that I was really staring at her.
"It's nothing," I said and she shrugged and looked away.
Only the sound of my spoon and plate hitting each other could be heard. We were both silent and shockingly am a big fan of silence but I hate it when am with her.
I want her to talk so that I'll stare into her eyes forever and also get to hear her sweet voice.
"Are you getting married," She asked with her face still backing me.
"I don't know," I said.
"Okay," She said lowly.
"I don't know who she is," I said and took my last spoon out of my dish.
"She must be lucky," She said.
"Will you marry her if you know her?" She asked as she turned to me.
I looked into her eyes and found out that it was looking glassy.
"I don't know," I said.
"Oh," She said and looked at the tray.
"I better go drop the plates," She said and collected it from me.
"Hey, I'll never leave here," I said.
"I hope so," She muttered and walked out.
I lasted on my bed facing the ceiling.
I need help, what should I do.
Should I get married or not?
This is so hard.
Sandra POV
I hurriedly walked out of sir Luke..I mean Luke's room, I went to the kitchen and started washing the dishes and holding myself not to cry.
"Sandra please make salmon for me," Katherine said.
"Yes madam," I said with a shaky voice.
Oh no, why can't I control my voice.
"Are you alright?" She asked.
"Yeah, I am fine," I said.
I could feel her coming closer to me, then she made me turn to her and looked into my eyes.
"I know you won't tell me what wrong but don't let Luke see you like this," She said and I nodded.
Luke doesn't like to see me cry, he doesn't like to see me and Katherine cry.
"She's going to be there" Mr Howard said from the living room.
"So what then?" Luke asked.
"I want both of you to meet," His dad said and he groaned.
"Katherine," Mr Howard called.
"Coming dad," She said and hopped to the living room and I continued with my washing, then prepared to cook.
"We are going out? But what about my salmon," She asked.
"Salmon? We'll wait for that," Said Luke and I rolled my eyes.
Fish lover!!
"Hey!" Someone said behind me and I jumped only to find Luke laughing.
"I almost had an heart attack," I said holding my chest.
He was now wearing white pants and an orange cute shirt.
He looked beyond handsome. I'm still wondering if he's in a secret relationship.
"Aren't you done yet," He said stretching neck to take a glimpse of the food.
"Almost done," I smiled and turned to my cooking.
"Can I help?" He asked.
"I'll be fine, don't argue," I said and he laughed and walked out.
A few minutes later, I was done and I carried the salmon to the table.
They were already seated, I walked back to the kitchen and carried the dishes.
"I am sure you'll like her," He said and I passed him his plate.
"Don't push it dad," Luke said and I passed Katherine hers.
"Thanks," She said and I nodded.
"You are going to get married, whether you like it or not," He said.
I was about going to give Luke his, but when I heard that sentence, I froze.
When Mr Howard wants something he's gonna get it.
Why do I feel this way anytime this topic arise.
My legs and hands were shaking and the thought of Luke getting married filled my head. The plate came crashing down to the floor.
They all turned to me, I quickly bent to pick it up to avoid looking at Mr Howard.
"Don't pick it, you'll get hurt," Luke yelled but I dare not look up.
I was picking them ghastly and didn't notice when it pierced into my finger and a let out a small groan.
Luke quickly stood up pulled out a broom to sweep it.
He pulled me up and held me.
"Luke come and eat your salmon, I'll take care of her," Katherine said.
"I can do that by myself," He said and we walked to upstairs.
"That will waste time, we have to go," His dad said.
"We can go tomorrow," He yelled.
"That's impossible," His dad said.
"I said tomorrow," He yelled with fire in his eyes and his teeth grinding.
This Luke is scary...
"Kids," His dad rolled his eyes and started eating
We resume our walking, and we got to my room.
He went out and later came back with a first aid kit.
Sat me on the bed and started treating it.
"I told you to let it be," He said not staring at me.
"I am sorry," I sniffed and he looked up to me.
"Don't cry please, I hate seeing my family cry," He said and I cried more.
He sees me as his family nothing more or less.
He was done with treating the cut. Now we were talking about our memories of being wounded.
"Remember that time I twisted my ankle and you carried me on your back home," I said.
"I was so stupid not to take a cab or call the driver," He said and I laughed.
"Why do you say so," I asked.
"My back and leg hurt badly," He said and I gasped.
"Why didn't you tell me," I asked.
"You would have walked with that leg," He said.
"It's still not fair," I said.
"I just don't want you to feel pain, I want to take all your pains away. I just can't stand seeing you in pain," He said and I smiled.
"Mind if I sleep here?" He asked.
"I.. I.. don't think that's a good idea," I stammered.
He's gonna drive me insane.
"Please, pretty please," He said.
"It's your house anyway, you can do anything you want," I said.
"But it's your room, you get to tell me what to do," He said and I smiled.
"Sure," I said.
"Cool," He said and carried a blanket towards the bed.
We both lay our backs on the bed and he used the blanket to cover me.
I was a little shy, staring at him face for long before I slept off.