Once again, Luke Hemmings found himself in front of his advanced class talking about something that was far from English.

"Whoever is sending me notes, you must stop." The teacher began, making sure to quickly touch on the current conflict in his life. "As some of you with common sense know, this is highly punishable. I am not saying I need to know who you are, because honestly I rather just put this behind me. This is not okay."

Ashton rose his hand, letting it fall after he was called on. "What kind of notes?" He chuckled, winking in order to receive a laugh from the class.

"That is none of your business, Irwin. Maybe you should focus on excelling in academics as opposed to being a class clown." Luke frowned, "Clowns don't get too far unless they're in politics."

This time the class laughed with their teacher, violently stripping the attention from the egotistical student.

Never once did Luke think the letters were from Ashton.