Chapter 2 (Luke)

I took in a deep breath, I was trying to suppress all the nervousness in me, but it wasn't working.

Why was I this nervous?

I was standing by the side of Luke Calvin that was enough reason for me to be nervous!

"Hi!" I squeaked miserably with my hands behind my back and my fingers playing with each other. This was what I did anytime I was nervous.

He removed his gaze from me and walked passed me.

He just snubbed me!

Even though he just snubbed me, I was still hesitant, I haven't given up on talking with him yet.

"Hi," I repeated, this time I raised my voice thinking that he didn't hear me the first time. He continued walking without turning back, pretending as if I wasn't there-- I didn't exist to him.

I froze and this feeling of disappointment and sadness enveloped me.

I felt so stupid and my self-esteem became lower than what it used to be before.

Why did I forget that I was a nobody and decided to approach him? Why did I even decide to do something this stupid?

I walked back to Emily with my face sad, and my eyes glossy, I was like an injured soldier who just lost a battle and returned to his base.

I sighed.

"So how did it go?" Emily asked with her eyes so wide that I almost thought that they would pop out from their sockets, she was curious about how my encounter with Luke went.

It was her that pushed me into all this, I never wanted to speak to him I envisaged this happening, but I didn't envisage how painful it was going to be, the way he snubbed me made me feel worthless.

I could remember how cold his eyes were, they were as cold as Antarctica.

"I don't want to talk about it or him," I said with a

sad voice and Emily suspected that something bad has happened.

"I know you well and I am sure you want to talk about it," Emily insisted and I sniffed, I really wanted to talk about it or him but I was pained at the way he didn't want to have anything to do me...he didn't even smile back at me!

"Yes, I want to talk about it," I said with a low voice and with my head bent low.

"Good. Could we talk about it over a drink or a snack?"

"Okay," I replied dryly. She placed her hands on my cheeks and raised my head and said, "Don't get sad because of that asshole, I am sure he is no better than Tom." To tell someone that he was no better than Tom was the worst insult you can ever tell anyone. But Luke was way better than Tom, he was breathtaking.

She raised my head till my eyes met hers. "Now, quit being sad and let's grab something to eat."

Emily had always been there for me in times of distress, she says the right thing always, sometimes I felt like I could never be grateful for all the things she had done for me--indeed she was a sister in times of distress.

We went to Ginny Restaurant, they had the best meat pie and soft drinks in school, and I loved going there whenever I felt hungry and exhausted.

We entered the small round building and sat down close to the entrance. The place was buzzing with students who came there to have a taste of their heavenly meat pies--I guess I am not the only one that likes them here.

We ordered some meat pies and two glasses of orange juice, and in no time our order sat on the well-decorated plastic table.

So what happened, Cruise?" Emily asked me and took a bite from her meat pie and sipped her orange juice.

"He didn't reply to me--he snubbed me," I pouted and I was still vexed at the way he ignored me, girls don't normally walk up and talk to a boy and I did that, who does he think he was?

"Everyone gets snubbed... Was it that bad?" She poked her head towards me. "Maybe he is shy to speak to you." Yes, it was that bad and I don't think he was shy to speak to me he was far from that, if I could recall his eyes were void of emotions and his face was as stony as the Great Wall of China.

Well, that was how life was you don't always get what you want, but fuck that, it was so rude of him to ignore me like that.

"Yeah it was, he behaved like I wasn't there, it was terrible, Emily, I felt so stupid." I sniffed. I hated remembering how he rudely ignored me, it makes me boil with anger. "To hell him with him."

"I'ma give that bastard a piece of my mind," she said through her teeth and gripped her glass cup so hard that I thought it would break.

I shrugged at the anger she displayed it was more than mine.

"No-no don't," I stammered. "It'll just make us look more foolish."

"I know, Cruise. But what that asshole did was inhuman and unforgivable... Someone needs to do what his mama didn't do." Emily...you don't have to. Sigh. "He should be happy that a girl tried to talk to him first, normally girls won't do that." Emily huffed.

"And that person shouldn't be you, Emily," I told her and took a bite from my meat pie for the first time. I think Luke wasn't the type of person that likes people around him, maybe he was an introvert or he was just being annoyingly snobbish.

"Then who?" She raised an eyebrow. "I am the most suitable for this." She cracked her knuckles and I giggled at the way she was acting tough.

"I know you are, Emily, but just don't do it," I begged her, I knew what Emly was capable of, I didn't want to hear that Luke was dead the next morning and a crazy girl murdered him cause he snubbed her best friend.

"Ok fine. I am just letting this one pass, the next time he does it I would make sure I cripple him," she said and dramatically squeeze the plastic can that contained water. "I will make him bedridden for life." This was one of the reasons I didn't like telling Emily things like this she takes them too seriously, she was crazy and very confident, and even though she was scary at times sometimes I prayed for her confidence. "There is a party tonight, let's-"

"Nope, I am not going," I interrupted her and she stared at me, blankly.

"Is it because of what happened?"

"Maybe." I shrieked and she laughed.

"For goodness sake, Cruise doesn't allow that bastard to stop you from having fun tonight, " she grinned and placed her hands on my shoulder. "Tonight is going to be nice, trust me."

"It is not that, it's-" I tried explaining.

"It is what?" She questioned interrupting me with one of her eyebrows raised.

"I want to clear my thoughts, and I don't see how partying all night will help," I said and sighed.

"For goodness sake, the drinks and the party will help you clear your aching thoughts." She tried convincing me but I was quite adamant to change my mind, I don't think that attending a party all night would help, I disliked wild parties and anytime I went to one I always came back with a headache, so it was just going to make things worst for me.

No matter how I protested against going, I knew that it was going to be futile, Emily would still convince me to come and I would follow her

"Ok, fine I'll go. But I don't have what to wear." I finally gave up and her lips curved into an evil smile.

"That's not a problem, Emily."

"It isn't?" I asked her and she chuckled slightly.

"Yes, it's not a problem, remember you have me." She bumped my shoulder with hers and I giggled, I always love her vibrant energy, and I hardly felt bored or lonely whenever she was around, yes, I have her, why should I be worried about what to wear?