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<Angie's pov>

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It was finally the end of the day. Just twenty more minutes of geometry and I could go home.

It had been a hectic day, between making sure Isaac was okay and trying to process everything from last night. Not to mention whatever was going on with Scott — he'd been acting so weird lately. And I didn't want to talk to Lydia about it, not when she was convinced Allison had a crush on him.

I just needed someone with a clear head. Someone who wouldn't be biased or make it all about them. That's when I turned to the person sitting next to me.

Danny.

Danny and I were friends — not super close, but enough for me to trust him with this.

"Danny, can I ask you something?" I whispered.

He set his pencil down and looked at me. "What's up?"

"So... I've been hanging out with McCall, right? And every time we do, he starts acting weird after a while. But he's nice, like... really nice at first. At first, I thought he didn't actually want to be with me, but then he keeps coming back, texting, calling, trying to talk to me. I don't know what to do."

I knew how it sounded — like normal teenage girl drama. But honestly? I'd take this kind of drama over whatever mess was going on at home.

Danny grinned, leaning back a little in his seat. "Angie, have you looked in a mirror lately? You're hot. And Scott's just barely catching up. The dude's had a crush on you forever, and now you're finally giving him a shot. Of course he's gonna freak."

It was basically what Lydia would've said, just without the ego and sarcasm.

Maybe Scott was scared. And I couldn't blame him for that. But I also wasn't going to let him walk all over me.

"So... I should give him another chance?" I asked, half-hoping for permission.

Danny gave me a look. "How many chances are we talking about here?"

I thought about it. About all the times I let things slide. "This would be... the third."

My mind wandered to all the chances I'd given Tyler, too. And I knew I couldn't keep doing that — letting people treat me like I was disposable.

Danny must've caught the hesitation because he sighed and said, "If he messes up this time, it's done. It's fine to give people a chance, but you can't let him treat you like shit because he's confused. Know your worth, Angie."

He picked his pencil back up, and I nodded, biting back a smile.

"One more chance. That's all he gets," I told myself.

𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 - Isaac L.Where stories live. Discover now