chapter five

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ELS OUTFIT PICTURED ABOVE

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ELS OUTFIT PICTURED ABOVE

The Next Day

"El, that sweater is atrocious." Max said as she looked up and down at the brown haired girl who put a book in her locker. "Yeah. Well I like it. So suck it." El said as she stuck at her tongue at her ginger haired best friend.

Max stuck it out right back at her. They had just gotten to school, El had walked. Still scared to drive because of the last time she did. El had hit a mailbox and safe to say that was enough trauma for the small brunette to not get behind the wheel again for awhile.

"So? What happened yesterday after we stopped texting?" Max asked as she wiggled her eyebrows at her shorter best friend.

El rolled her eyes. "Well, I went back to sleep and I woke up to him kissing me, we confessed our undying love for each other, than we fucked." El said with a straight face as she slammed her locker shut.

"Really?" Max's eyes widened. El narrowed her eyes at the red-head. "No. You should have seen your face though!" El laughed, covering her mouth with her hand and pointing at her.

"Haha very funny." Max deadpanned as she bumped the shorter girl beside her. "If that didn't happen, what really happened?" She queried.

"Well..." El trailed off as she thought about the events that occurred only yesterday.

El had taken Max's advice. She had went back to her comfort in Mikes hold. When she finally woke up, she checked her phone.

2:45 pm.

The brunettes eyes went wide. School was ending soon. She didn't want Will to come in and see something and jumping to conclusions. El turned to the raven haired boy that was fast asleep. Her movement had not disturbed him at all.

"Mike! Mike!" El said as she shook the boy awake. "Five more minutes mom! God!" The raven haired boy said, turning away from her.

"Its not you're mom! Its El! Wake up!" She shook him again, he grabbed her wrist, his eyes still closed. "Let go of me! Crazy!" El yelled as she tried to break free from his hand.

He opened his eyes and turned over, laying on his back, pulling her forward to bring her closer. Her face was very close to his as he had yanked almost her entire torso over his.

"Stop yelling." He said very quietly, putting a finger to her lips. She blinked a few times to make sure she wasn't dreaming. "Whose house is it?" She raised a teasing eyebrow at him, staring directly in his eyes.

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