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nine

(Friday.)

Darby's POV.

Already awake, I heard my alarm clock go off and my hand reached out to shut it off.

Friday. I yawned and stretched as I stood up from the bed and made my way to my dresser. I slipped on my school dress quickly, and then my school blazer over it. (Yes, we wear school uniforms.)

Tying my hair into a loose pony that fell down my back, I ran down the stairs and into the kitchen where my phone had sat on charge over night.
Luke was coming home today & I was beyond excited.

Checking that I had no notifications, I quickly put it away and pulled out the sheet Mr. Howe gave Michael and I with our tutoring timetable on it. I don't know why, but I'm kind of looking forward to see him today, too. Even if I saw him yesterday.

I left for the bus soon after, ready to get into the day.

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Michael's POV.

I know it's unusual, but I felt happy when I walked into school today. That never happens, so I was confused as to what the reason was behind it. Maybe hanging out with Ashton? Ashton and I have been hanging out a lot lately, he's a good guy. And I'm happy for him and Tilda, they look good together. I just wish I had that.

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(That afternoon)

"Okay, so, Mike, what's the answer to this question?"

I fumed as she pointed to the sheet that was laid out in front of us.

"Uh, -57 squared?" I guessed.

"So close! It's -56 squared," she let out a little smile toward me before there was a knock on the front door. She immediately got out of her seat and quickly muttered a "stay here, I'll get it," as she rushed to the door.

"Oh my god!" I heard her shout happily and I leaned in my chair to see her in the doorframe, her back facing me and her arms swung around Luke. Luke was laughing and hugging her back, his hands shaky as he pulled away from her.

"We have so much to talk about. I'll talk to you later, though. I have Michael over. Come say hi," she said to him as I quickly sat upright into my chair.

"Hey, Michael! How are you, mate?" Luke asked as he came into the kitchen, he smiled at me briefly before he opened the fridge and grabbed a water bottle.

"G-good thanks, how-how about yourself-f?" I asked as he gulped down the remains of the water.

"Great, thanks!" He grinned before he waved and left the room, and Darby came and sat down next to me again.

"Hey, sorry, where we're we?"

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