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ONE. ( and she took my breath away. )
"Class! Can I have your attention please?"
Emmy turned away from her conversation with Eli, seeing their English teacher, Mrs. Williams, and an awkward looking boy standing next to her.
"This," Mrs. Williams gestured to the teen boy. "Is Miguel Diaz. He is a new student to our school so I expect all of you to treat him kindly while he is with us. Now, I have you seated next to Ms. LaRusso. Emmy, could you raise your hand so Mr. Diaz can find his seat?"
The girl listened, raising up her hand, her bright pink jacket immediately catching Miguel's eye. They locked eyes, and she could see him gulping. It made her smile, and she pointed to the empty desk next to hers. He gave a small smile too, and he hurried over, dropping his bag on the floor and took a seat.
Mrs. Williams then turned to the board, and Emmy leaned in closer to him. "Hey, I'm Emmy. Everyone calls me Em."
She stuck out her hand, and he took it with no problem. "Miguel. And everyone calls me ⎯ well Miguel."
Emmy quietly giggled, pulling away her hand and folded her arms on her desk. "Well, Miguel, welcome to Hell."
There was a second silence between them before they burst into silent chuckles and turned to the board.
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"Hey, I'm gonna go get a bottle of water, you guys want any?" Emmy scrolled on her phone as she stood up from her seat.
"I would," Eli spoke up, and she turned to Demetri with a raised eyebrow.
