𝐻𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐻𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠

𝑆𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒

𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐.

꧁ ꧂

"Shit" I whispered while cleaning up my busted lip.

For how small that woman is she definitely packs a punch (litteraly).

Ignoring the abuse that had just taken place about a half hour ago, I felt guilty, I shouldn't have spoken to him like that, I don't hate him.

He did save my life after all.
I guess I kinda owe him.

I should probably gts now, before I overthink more than I already have.

•6:00AM•
The same alarm played on repeat as I finally awoke.

Wednesday, great only 2 more days until I can effectively avoid both of the Cohens.

As I approached the school I heard exactly what I didn't want to.

"Hey Amor"

Miles Cohen.

I guess I should apologize I don't actually hate him, I just don't really like anyone.

"Hey Cohen" I spoke turning to face the black haired boy, I had some time to waste and now that I really looked I realized why all the girls are so head over heels for him, he was quite attractive. Not my type.

"Take a picture it might last longer" his words drowning in sarcasm, though I took them seriously, I pulled out my phone and took a picture turning on the flash for the full effect.

"Woah I didn't think you would actually take a picture, but now that you have make that your lock screen so you can look at my face every time you open your phone".

"Wow so modest" I rolled my eyes

"Yeah I know, I could be like a nun or something" he winked at me.

This boy is going to get me in a lot of trouble with Aubrey and her little herd. But i don't care.

•3rd Pd.• Miles Pov~

As I sat through Mrs.Mendozas lecture on algebra || I couldn't help but think about what would've happened to Amaia if I hadn't taken the long way home, If I skipped my after school detention.

"Mr.Cohen?" Mrs.Mendoza spike interrupting my endless what if's that racked my brain.

"Yes?"
"Answer to number 7?"

Sh^t i don't know. I haven't been paying attention.

"Right, now let's pay attention miles hmm?"
"Yes ma'am?" I spoke in a hushed voice

•dismissal• Amaia pov
Jesus this day couldn't have taken any longer. I wonder where Miles is, he's usually out here by now....oh well.

"Hey Amor!!" Miles yelled from across the lot
"Oh hey Miles"

"Is your room clean?"

"Yeah, why?" Why is this boy asking about my room?

"Wanna hangout?"

"Sure why not?" What's the worse that could happen?

CREDITS: Quote by contemporarypoet (TikTok)

UPDATE 3: so school has been going well. I went to a football game last Friday and got this boys snap he plays football he's white with freckles and kinda curly hair but yea<3 sorry this part is a little shorter I have a little bit of writers block so feel free to give me ideas<3