Meeting the Millers

|02| Innocence and purity

As time goes on you sort of get used to the whole school routine, the same way you get used to any routine. Wake up, school, eat, sleep, it's a constant cycle that just repeats. I take the time to watch what other peoples routines are, like for example you have the crackheads who head straight to the school bathrooms so that they can take drugs in between periods, or the girls from the cheerleading team and how they take it upon themselves to refresh their makeup every hour.

I mention routine's because every time I have history, this person has made it their routine to turn up late every single time. The blue door swings open and a six foot two prisoner enters the cell that we all know as a classroom, Mr Richards looks up from his desk. "Carter, your late"

I don't know about this guy because I don't spend my time watching him -like the girls in my grade- or trying to learn about his life. I'll tell you what's noticeable about him though, his chestnut brown hair, his sky blue eyes, his white v neck plus his sweats. He's basically just your typical white guy, I catch Zoe's eye and she smiles. "Hot" She mouths at me, I roll my eyes

"I'm aware" Carter replies to the teachers comment before walking to the back of the classroom

"Be aware of your detention after school too" Mr Richards says with irritation

He ignores him as he takes a seat, I'll admit I do wonder what makes him so late but I don't care enough to ask. I face the front before opening my history text book and flipping to page seventy, time to learn about the civil war for the billionth time. A note is passed along the left row and I narrow my eyes as Zoe takes it. She looks at it with amusement before leaning over and passing it to me, "What is it?"

"For you" She mouths

I take it before reading the first two words

For Carmen

Looking around the room curiously nobody gives away who the sender is, but then I notice a pair of green eyes staring at me, I stare right back with a look of confusion. He gestures for me to open it so I do, however I wish I didn't.

Let's fuck later

Dylan from the football team has been trying to get me to fuck him since the start of 10th grade, it's been a year now and I've said no over and over again, I don't know why he hasn't gotten the message yet. I scrunch up the note, "Sorry am I dumb or is there a note that says slut for hire on my forehead?" I question

Every student watches me with amusement, minus Carter since he's asleep. Mr Richards looks up from his desk, "Miss Rodriguez-

"That was a question for Dylan to answer"

Dylan looks at me innocently, "I don't have a clue what your on about-

"Ask me to have sex with you again and Te  enterraré seis pies debajo you cunt"

He frowns, "She says she'll bury you six feet under" Zoe clarifies

He raises his hands with surrender before going back to work and I sit back. Teachers are useless, I'll tell you that much.

At the end of class it was time for lunch, usually I always sit at a table with my siblings plus Zoe and Sienna but I can't find Santi or Adri.

I frown as I put my bottle of water down on the table, "Have you seen Santiago or Adri?"

Zoe shakes her head as a blonde makes her way towards us, "Carmen"

"Yeah?"

"Santi said for you to meet him by the lockers" Sienna says

I frown, "What happened?"

She shrugs, "I don't know, he just said for you to meet him"

I sigh before picking up my bag and walking out of the cafeteria, I hope it's nothing bad. If Santi got into a fight I won't even be surprised, I'm preparing myself for the bruises and the cuts. But when I find that my brothers face is clean of any marks I frown, "What is it? And where's Adri?" I ask him