Puppy Love

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The first few weeks were a breeze. They went on a date (a donut shop) and sent cute little texts to eachother every day.
Then, Haven started having thoughts.
The thoughts.
The ones that always ended in-
"Miss Lovell! What is the answer?" their maths teacher yelled.
"I-" Haven quickly analysed the question on the board. "32g⁴." They grinned.
"That was the answer to the question we discussed ten minutes ago. Please see me after school."
"Sir, I'm sorry, I just-"
"You just what, girl?" Haven's stomach tightened at the word.
"I just need to go."
They gathered up their bag, things qnd flung their medical pass at the teacher.
The truth was, it was a fabricated one.
I need to get out of here.
They walked down into the office and managed to leave school. All it took was proof their parents had scheduled them an 'important appointment' that would last all day.
It's not like her parents would find out.
They were too busy with Albert.
Albert, their poor little boy who's father hadn't paid child support.
Haven, the person who occupied one of their rooms.
They were sick of it.
Then do it, prompted the voice, jump.
I can't just jump!
You can. Who will care?
Alyssa will! Kit will!
As if they would. Alyssa is just leading you on.
What about Kit?
You'll see her again.
Haven sighed.
She hated her thoughts.