Late Last Night (Completed) by Kenzie . (that summer book txt) 📕

to think clearly. So I've been trying to avoid him. 

Trying but failing. 

"Hey Lace." I sighed. "Yes hi, Lucas." I was leaving cheerleading practice and waiting for Ronnie (my car broke down... again). 

He walked up to me, his brown hair matted down to his forehead. He had on his contacts again, and now that I knew how his original eyes looked, I saw how off the other eye looked.

"What's up?" 

I glared at him. "No." 

"What can't I ask you a question?" he asked. I combed my hair into a pony tail. Which he tugged down. 

"What is wrong with you?" 

I continued to ignore him and took out another rubber band and tied up my hair again. Again he tugged it back. 

"Your so annoying." 

"I'm not annoying if you'd tell me why your acting more of a bitch than usual." he snapped. I was actually surprised he was getting agitated. He's usually so care free. 

But he did call me a bitch, so I took a swing at him. He caught my fist in his hand and pulled me towards him. 

"No, stop." I tried pulling my fist away and when that didn't work I tried kicking him in the balls. Which he saw coming. Lucas kept his eyes on mine as he hooked my leg around his waist. 

I could feel every part of my body pressed on his. It made my insides tingle in a way that they really shouldn't. 

"Why won't you let go of me?" I asked. 

"Why won't you stop fighting me?" he retorted. He glanced at my lips and again it made me feel weird. Lucas leaned closer to my lips. As he closed the distance I lifted my chin. 

His soft lips landed there and I laughed and pushed him away. 

"No way, bub. You were gonna kiss me in the pool admit it." 

He smirked. "You want me don't you." Maybe.  

I threw my arms up in frustration. "Your so infuriating." 

"And sexy, don't forget that." he ran his hand threw his hair to prove it even further. I folded my arms. 

"Well, well." Hilary said. I tensed, this is not good. "I never knew that you got around, Nadya." 

I growled. "At least I'm not a community chest." I looked pointedly at her double d's hanging out of the cheerleading uniform. 

Lucas snorted a laughter. "You stole that from That's So 70's Show." I glared. "I love that show." 

Ew, we have something in common. 

"Don't worry, Marc won't hear about this." she giggled. "Bye Lucas." She wiggled her fingers, winked, and walked away. 

"Damn she's annoying." 

"You definitely have a better ass." Lucas said, staring at her ass then mine. I smacked him upside the head. 

"Why do you abuse me so?" he asked. 

"Oh, shut up!" I yelled. "Ronnie! Where are you?" I stalked away from the imbecile and ran towards the field. "Ronnie!" 

"Lacy! Where are you going?" 

I saw Ronnie, but not in the position I wanted him to be. 

"Oh good God." I groaned. "Ronnie! Your in public!" 

Ronnie pulled away from Phillip. They were both shirtless and heavily groping one another. I saw Ronnie sigh and look up to the sky. 

"You had me waiting for you while you were getting it on?" I asked. 

"We could have done the same is you would have let me kiss you." Lucas said. I shot him a death look. 

"Nadya. You had an opportunity to tap that?" 

"We are not having a three some with my cousin." Phillip said. Ronnie slapped his hand over his mouth. 

"Shush boy!" Ronnie hissed. "I was drunk." 

"I'd tap you too Ronnie. If I swung that way." Lucas laughed as he walked closer to us. I tried to slap him, his face really annoys me. He caught my hand and kissed it. Disgusted, and slightly happy, I punched him on the shoulder. 

"Aren't they adorable?" Ronnie asked. 

"You." I pointed to my best friend. "Are dead. Let's go." Ronnie sighed and pecked Phillip. 

He then git up grabbed his shirt and strut towards me. "I can't get laid man." 

"Tell me about it." Lucas chuckled. He looked over at me and winked. 

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Later, at my house, Ronnie and I were watching TV. Well he was watching it. I was trying to study. 

He muted his soap operas, which he never does. Unless it's serious. 

"He tried to kiss you?" 

I put down my history book. "Yup." 

Ronnie squealed and pounced on me, "That is so amazing. He likes you." 

"He never made that a secret." I said, confused. "I mean have you seen him act around me? "

"Huh, you sound cocky." I shrugged. "And glad." 

I blushed. "I think we need to get back to our work." 

"You know I don't study," he snorted. 

"Well some of us aren't as smart as you." I said. I oped my book up back. "Mr. 90's and up on the Regents." Ronnie smirked. 

"And AP classes, don't forget." 

"I'm just glad to get a damn 80 or 70." My nose wrinkled. "I hate school." Ronnie crawled over to my side of the couch. 

"Come on lemme tutor you." he said. 

"No, no way." I hate getting help from people. Ronnie and Amy offered to tutor me millions of times before but I always denied. 

"I'm surprised you even got into college." Ronnie laughed, remembering junior year. "While you were drooling over Marc."

I never talked to Marc before I joined cheerleading, junior year. "Back when you were dating that 20 year old."

"He was sexy." 

I laughed in agreement. "Your such a slut."

He winced at the words. Which was weird, he never cared before. He embarrassed his sexual side like a boss.

"I lost my virginity to Phillip." 

"Wait what?" I asked. "How long have you guys been together." 

"No. I mean, Saturday. I lost my virginity to him. And him me." 

Oh. That was unexpected. 

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Chapter 17::Paralyzed::Finger Eleven

Okay, so this has got to stop happening. Yes. I swear on my Ben & Jerry I will stop, almost kissing Lucas Tale!

I shook my head trying to shake off the image of his nice, suddenly very appealing, lips. What the hell is wrong with me? Last week I was cursing him to the moon and back. Now I'm envisioning my lips, on his.

Ew!

I scurried my way from the locker room and down the empty school hallways. I was cold because of the AC, I was confused because of my feelings for Lucas and I was mad because of my feelings for Lucas. Which can't be more than... attraction. No way I like like him. Right?

"Oh God, please, tell me I don't." I groaned. I ran a hand through my hair, totally stressed out. I was so caught up in my mind I didn't realize I walked really far away from the football field. The competition was this Friday and I should go practice.

But I wasn't.

"Oh no, I think I heard someone." I heard a girl say. She was around the corner and obviously hiding something. Being the nosy person I am I tiptoed to the corner and listened for more.

"I didn't," a very familiar male voice said. I swallowed a gasp and dared to look around the corner.

Just as I suspected, there was Louis but he didn't have his arm wrapped around Amy, his girl friend. My jaw clenched and my nostrils flared.

That little disgusting pig.

"What ya doing?"

I jumped and turned to Lucas. I glared at him and shushed.

Louis' whore jumped up, "There it is again."

"Your going crazy, come on lets continue." he said. Lucas slipped his hand in mine and squeezed, understanding what I was doing. I knew that's what he meant but he made me swallow my heart. And it hit the bottom of my stomach. Hard.

I've got to stop feeling like this.

I couldn't watch anymore so I dug in my bra for my chap stick. Lucas squeezed my hand, probably seeing what I was doing. I bumped him with my hips and threw the chap stick at them.

"What the-"

"Let's go!" I whisper yelled. I ran with Lucas down the hallway and ran as far as I could. When we reached far enough, I let go.

"Wow, most girls would have went ballistic."

"Oh, I'm not done with him yet." I growled. He nodded.

"I didn't expect that yet," he said. "Lucas seemed like a good guy." I didn't reply. "More pressing matters, you wanna talk about what happened back there."

"With Louis?"

"You almost kissed me Nadya." I gulped. Uh-oh, he called me Nadya. "You like me."

"No."

"No you like me, you keep acting like I'm the only one with feelings here, but you like me." he smirked. I glared and kept my straight face.

 

I took my time walking from last period to the locker room but I could tell I was really early because no one was there.

I walked over to my locker and started to undress.

"Narnia!"

"Oh shooves." I yelled. "What the hell Lucas."

"Aw, not Narnia." he frowned. "But the next best thing, well hello, Lacy."

"You knew damn well I was in here." I sneered. I sighed and put my hand on my hips. Thank God I only got down to my tank top and underwear.

I slipped on back my jeans, ignoring his groan in protest. "What the hell do you want?"

"Oh. Yeah." he said. "Whassup?"

"Oh God." I can't believe this guy.

"Don't say the Lord's name in vain." he said.

"Oh shut it."

"Little school girl, tsk tsk." he teased. I clenched my jaw. Lucas walked up to me and smiled. "So... whassup."

"I was trying to get ready for practice."

"Then what's stopping you?" he asked. He cocked his head to the side and looked at me. His hair was growing longer now, really getting into those gorgeous eyes of his. Bleh.

"Leave." I said.

"Eh, no." he chuckled. He walked closer and I stepped backwards.

"Why are you always bothering me?" I asked. He laughed at that and shook his head.

"Why are you denying your feelings for me?" he asked. I turned around and took out my deodorant from my locker. I lifted my shirt a little and without flashing him I applied the roll on. Maybe if I ignore him, he'll disappear.

"Lacy?"

I took my rubber band and tied up my hair.

Lucas wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my neck. I tensed instantly and pushed him away with my elbows. I turned around and glared at him, "Back up!"

He slammed his hands on either side of my head. The locker banged and I jumped. His green eye and blue eye bore into me leaving me paralyzed.

He grinned and licked his lips. Oh damn him, I thought as I leant in. I felt trapped between his arms, but safe. I actually wanted him to be here. And I was really losing my mind.

I snapped out of my trance and pushed him away.  

"I'm going crazy!" I ran towards the door.

"No, I think your perfectly fine!" he called after me.

"Oh, shut up!"

 

Lucas had the same grin on his face now. He blew me a kiss.

I'm seriously going to call the ambulance, I need psychological help.

 

 

Chapter 18:: Madness::Muse

 

Three weeks 'till prom.

Six weeks 'till graduation.

Graduation also equals college, something I don't like to think about. I already got into a school, not my first choice, but it's still a good school for me to go to and actually find out what I want to do.

I stopped thinking about the future and began thinking about the now. Not the fact that my best friend's boyfriend, who is also my best friend, is cheating on her. Nope. Not the fact that I'm attracted to a guy that I thought I hated. And the guy I had a crush on, is a douche bag.

No, I was focused on the cheerleading competion, and the fact that we were disqualified.

Because of me.

Hilary walked by me, two other girls at her sides. She