Chapter 2: Extra time with Disaster

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Milo's Point of View

Me and Y/N both run back hoping to catch the bus but no surprise, we missed it. I hear a sigh come from a frustrated Y/N as they look at me with anger and say "This is your fault!" They start to walk away not looking back at me. I was used to things like that. Some people call me a Living Hazard, Mistake, and most of all Disaster of a person. It was mostly Bradley Nicholson who had called me all of that. I just shake off the insult and start walking to school.

At gym Y/N walks over to me. I was expecting another bad thing like 'I don't want to hang out with you anymore' but it was the opposite. "Sorry.." I hear them mutter. I was not expecting that! They spoke again "I was just frustrated for being late on the First day to a new school and I'm really really sorry." I smile as I then reply "it's okay! I'm used to it by now. Wanna hang out sometime?" They look up at me with a smirk. "Sure!" They say enthusiastic. "Oka-" I was about to say until I got hit by a dodge ball in the face, i got knocked down to the ground and landed badly on my arm. Y/N kneeled down towards me asking if I was alright as I sit up I answer with a painful voice but a smile "yup! But I think I broke my arm"

We reached the hospital to my own room 'The Murphy's suite'. I laid in the hospital bed with a sling and a cast holding my hurting arm up. Y/N looked at me worryingly. I knew what to do to make them feel better. A little smile. I smirk and chuckle a bit hiding the pain from my arm.  Y/N giggled at my smile.  "I gotta go, it's getting really late."  Y/N said.  I could tell they were still concerned.  "Okay!  See you tomorrow!"  Y/N then left.  I couldn't help but feel happy despite the pain I was in.  What came over me?  It was like I had butterfly's in my stomach.  Then after some more thoughts I fell asleep.

Y/N's Point of View

I was walking home as I saw the moon shining on a crazy night.  I cant believe this all happened just tonight.  Was I going crazy?  Had I really just met the literal person of Disaster?  No.  This has to be a dream right?  I don't .. like him... Do I?  I walked home in silence.  As soon as I say down on my bed with my F/A (Favorite Animal) onesie, I just laid there as I looked at my ceiling.  My dad must have put up my plastic stars while I was gone, I thought in my head as I slowly drifted to sleep.  Tomorrow is another day.

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