"I can't believe she would do that."
"Are you kidding me?"
"Shut it. Here she comes."
Murmured the students as I take a step through the corridors of our school.
This is the part where I learned that high school does not necessarily mean a "High School Musical" experience.
I learned this the hard way.
The names Millie. Millie Garilleva. 17 going on 18. You are probably wondering how I ended up telling you that this was not a High School Musical experience. Some of you may have probably agreed with me, while some are too lucky to have that kind of life to ask me what's so difficult about high school.
So let me just go all the way to the beginning of how my life began to escalate quickly. From zero to a hundred.
"What happened to you, Millie?" Asked by an admin officer as I sit in front of her desk in the office.
A question that will be answered once you hear my story.
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Red Flags in your Eyes
RomanceLife can be dramatic in so many ways. But in Millie's case, it is a totally different story. A story of a girl who started senior high school and vowed for a peaceful and trouble free school year. Little did she know about the tables that were about...
