Diana's P. O. V
Luca sat on my bed, reviewing the notes I prepared for him in biology. Luca was the type of guy who was better at sports than exams.
Michael was probably the only jock who had both brain and beauty. Fuck! I have to kill whatever remains of that guy in my head, for my own good.
"West asked me to go out with him tonight." I blurted out, Luca tensed up immediately, but tried to remain stoic.
"That's nice of him." Luca said, faking his fixation on the notes I left him. He flipped to the next page, rereading the first three lines.
"He wants to thank me for saving his life, twice I guess." I added, Luca only nodded and kept on flipping through the pages of my review notes.
"That sounds good." Luca told me, with little or no interest in what I was saying.
"That's all you're going to tell me? That's nice, sounds good?!." I asked, almost pulling out the hair from my head.