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❝ You know what, I think I know a guy who fits    that description. Only problem is he’s probably   not at home right now.❞

Luke grinned as he spoke in a teasing tone and stepped out from where he’d been to walk with Glass. Even just having her presence was enough to brighten his day and have him grin like a mad man. 

“ Oh, damn. He’s not? How unreliable. “ Glass couldn’t help but look up at Luke, a wide grin on her face as they walked together. She almost sighed, annoyed  that this was the only time she’d got to see him all day. Living on different  sections of the Ark sucked.

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Luke smiled to himself as he watched the shimmering blonde hair bounce amongst the small crowd of people crossing the sky bridge, he could spot her a mile away. He folded his arms and rested against the windows as he watched her walk onto the deck, almost glowing with beaut, looking as radiant as the sun.  

❝ hey Rapunzel, going somewhere   in a rush like that?❞

Glass was certainly having an easier time sneaking across Phoenix and Walden. But it still amused her that everyone assumed she was coming to buy drugs, or some other form of trouble. Granted, according to her mother, Luke was trouble. But god, he was worth it. When she spotted Luke, her face lit up. ❝ Oh, me? I’m going to meet my dork    of a boyfriend. Maybe you know him?    Tall? Messy hair?❞

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     An involuntary smile spread across Bellamy’s face while reading Glass Sorenson’s text. If any of his friends had seen him right then, he wouldn’t have heard the end of it. Yes, he was smiling like a retard; because of a girl. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt this way. He was usually the one in control; the one girls attempted to change without ever succeeding. Glass, however, had managed to change him in record time; without even trying. For starters, he was hanging out at the library way more than usual. Sometimes he would sit there for hours, waiting to see if she’d show up. She usually did, but the thought was still disturbing.

     None of that mattered, however, because they were friends. Not level three friends according to her, but friends nonetheless. He was fine with being just her friend; at least that’s what he would tell himself. No one had ever told him how hard it was to be friends with a girl; what with the way they always smelled nice or did something ridiculously sexy and provocative without even realizing. Whenever he noticed any of those things he would tell himself that he wasn’t attracted to her, and then proceeded to imagine her with a penis between her legs—it seemed to do the trick.

     With a yawn he tossed his phone on the bed and dragged himself towards his dresser to find a clean shirt to wear; only to realize a second later that they were all dirty. He cursed under his breath, realizing he would have to do his laundry tomorrow—on a Saturday. He was not looking forward to that one bit. Before he had a chance to put something on, he heard the familiar knock that he knew belonged to Glass. ❝ It’s open! ❞ Fuck the shirt. He made his way to the mini fridge and pulled out two beers; his back to the door as he spoke.  ❝ You’re lucky I’m in a sharing mood. ❞ 

    Glass had no problem being friends with boys. Her childhood best friend, and current best friend, was a boy. Of course she had girl friends, too, but Cora and Huxley never once compared to Wells. But then there was Bellamy, a boy she’d met by chance and who had taken her off guard. Now he was her study partner, and the person she texted at 3 am when both of them should have been asleep, simply for the fact that they had classes the next morning. But seeing his name pop up on her screen always made her smile, and she told herself it was the same way she used to smile at Wells texts. And their hours of ‘studying’ in the library was just like her study sessions with Wells.    But, of course, she was lying to herself. Wells never made her blush, or made her heart pound with any touch at all. That was new. She tried to tell herself it was just because it was new, because she was still trying to get used to Bellamy and their friendship. And it wasn’t hard to tell herself such things, especially since she’d met Luke. It’d been a day or two, sure, but he was nice. And sweet. And they had a date not too far away, and that was what she choose to think of while walking over to Bellamy’s. Maybe she could ask him if he knew that creep Carter, or anything about Luke.    When Bellamy told her to enter, she didn’t hesitate. She was surprised to see him shirtless, but she couldn’t help but stare. She raised an eyebrow, but didn’t question it. His back was turned to her at the moment, and so maybe she was shamelessly staring for a moment. “Awh, thanks Bellamy. I feel so lucky of you to even bother with me.”

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