《desire | lucas sinclair》chapter 4
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i woke up this morning to a headache. fun. today is friday, jason's having a big party at his house and i have a volleyball game. so today's going to be- well, a lot. i'll be fine though.
i got ready for school. today i wore a hawkins high school t-shirt and a pair of shorts. i paired it with white nikes. i decided to wear my hair down again. i made eggs and bacon for breakfast. my mom had to go into work early today so she's not here right now. i looked at my phone and turned on novacane by frank ocean and put my airpods in. i also had a text message from lucas.
morning!
morning:)
how'd you sleep?
i slept okay, i wish i could've
slept longer though.
yeah me too lol
well i'm about to head to
school now, are you already
there?
no but i'm on my way
there
oh okay
well i'll see you at school
yup see ya
:)
:)
once i finished texting lucas, i went into my room to grab my backpack and my volleyball bag. i went to my car and placed my bags in the passenger seat. then i connected my phone to the radio and i listened to melanie martinez.
once i made it to school, i got both of my bags and brought them inside. i went to my locker and put my bags away. i then got my books out and headed to class. lucas was already there.
"hey" he says.
"hey." i reply, putting my books onto my desk.
lucas gently taps my leg to get my attention. i look over at him, he has a huge grin on his face.
"what?" i ask.
"guess what." he says, still grinning.
"what did you do?" i ask.
"well..." he says, getting something out of his backpack. he then pulls out a rolled up poster.
"what is that?" i ask.
"it's a poster with a picture of us on it. it says y/n's #1 cheerleader."
i can't help but smile. "lucas that is adorable!"
he smiles back at me, he then puts the poster back into his backpack. "i'm your number 1 cheerleader!"
"i thought you were joking when you said you would make a poster." i say.
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"nope. and i had to bring something to be super supportive!" he exclaims.
i chuckle. "thank you lucas. you didn't have to."
"i know, but i wanted to." he says, smiling.
we just look at each other for a little bit. i gazed into his gorgeous brown eyes. is it weird that i have butterflies right now?
no. i cant have butterflies. lucas is just a friend.
but is he? i mean we do flirt a lot- no. what am i talking about?
my thoughts get interrupted by my teacher's voice. time for the lesson to start.
yay.
it's the end of the school day. y/n has a volleyball game today. i convinced jane and max to go with me and will to her game. mike wouldn't go and dustin was busy.
me and will decided to hang out after school before y/n's game. he's coming to my house.
i hear a knock on the door. it must be him.
"hey nerd! someone's at the door!" my sister erica cries.
"i know i'm getting it!" i call out, walking to the door.
i see will standing there.
"hey will." i say.
"hey lucas." he replies.
"c'mon." i say.
he follows me upstairs and we go into my room.
"so jane and max are going to y/n's game?" will asks.
"yup. surprisingly, i thought jane wouldn't said no because mike isn't going but she is." i answer.
"i think they're starting to warm up to y/n, they haven't been as rude when she sits at our table." will says.
"yeah i think so too. i don't know why mike doesn't want y/n in the party so badly. and dustin doesn't seem to mind either, he just isn't as talkative." i say.
"yeah... speaking of y/n." will starts.
i give him a strange look.
"what about her?" i ask.
"you like her!" he says.
"what? no- i-i do not!" i protest.
will laughs. "lucas. i know you like her, you can trust me with this, i won't tell anyone." he says.
i nod. "yeah. i guess i do like her..." i admit.
"ha! i knew it!" he shouts.
"how did you know?" i ask.
"lucas. it's so obvious, i mean the way you look at her?" he says.
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i sit there, not saying anything for a while. "yeah. but i mean she's so gorgeous! and i love the way her y/e/c shine when the sun hits them. she's just amazing. not to mention she is just so nice to everyone. she's still nice to mike, even though he treats her like shit. and she's amazing at volleyball. you'll get to see her play today. she's good, really good." i say.
will smiles at me. "you two would be such a cute couple."
"i don't think she likes me." i admit.
"i think she does." he says.
"i don't know..." i start.
"she does lucas. you don't have to believe me, but i can definitely tell. you two flirt all of the time, not to mention she lets you hug her even when you're gross and sweaty." he explains.
i smile. "do you really think so?"
"yes." he says.
my smile grows larger. then i check the time.
"we should probably get going now." i say.
"oh yeah let's go." will says.
i grab my sign and put it into the backseat. we both get into my car and we drive to the school. once we get there, we walk into the gym and sit on the bleachers.
after a few minutes, we see jane and max. we wave so they can come over to us, which they do.
"is she good?" jane asks.
"good? she's incredible." i say.
max smirks. "you like her don't you."
"n-no! what are you talking about?" i say.
they all laugh.
the game then starts, i see y/n look over in my direction so i hold up the sign so she knows we're there.
we make eye contact and she smiles at me.
her smile is so pretty.
it's near the end of the game, we're in the lead, by a lot. the score is 19-7. y/n has been playing amazingly all game. she's been all over the court, hitting every ball that came her way. it was amazing.
they get the ending point. hawkins wins. everyone cheers and i see y/n doing a handshake with ashley. they do that before and after every game. i walk down the bleachers and walk over to y/n.
"hey!" she says.
i pull her into a hug. "you were amazing." i say.
she slightly blushes. "thank you."
she pulls away from the hug and will gives her a hug as well.
"that was awesome y/n. really. i don't know how you did that." will says.
y/n giggles. "thank you will."
max and jane then walk over to y/n.
"that was- really impressive." max says.
jane nods in agreement. "now i understand why people call you one of the best on your team."
y/n laughs. "i wouldn't say i'm the best."
truth is, y/n is one of the best. she made varsity when she was a freshman, we're all sophomores now, she's still on varsity and she starts every game.
"also jason's party... are you guys going?" y/n asks.
"uh sure." they both say.
"okay sounds great. it starts soon so once you go home and get changed you can just go to jason's house." y/n says.
max and jane look at her.
"um where does jason live?" max asks.
y/n tells them the address.
"oh okay thanks." max says.
once i get home. i changed into a black crop top with dark blue baggy jeans. i wore nikes with it as well. i then went into my bathroom and brushed my hair, leaving it down.
i then get a text message from lucas.
hey, i'm coming to pick
you up. i'll be there in like 5 mins
okay :)
while i wait for lucas i put my dirty clothes into the washer. i then hear honking so i know he's here. he's blasting music, i could immediately tell what it was. he was playing yonkers by tyler the creator.
i get into the car next to him, he turns down the music. he then looks at me.
"you look- wow." he says, his eyes gazed at me.
i smile. lucas is wearing baggy jeans, and a hawkins basketball crew neck. he's wearing nikes with his outfit as well.
"you look nice too." i say. he smiles at me.
he then pulls out of my driveway and we head to jason's house.
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