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-Ethan Hernandez-

Emilia left during lunch yesterday. After talking to Jaxon.

She barely misses school from what I know, we called last night so she could tutor me, not sure why we started talking after words. But we did.

She had the brightest smile talking, even when her dog came in her room.

When she came in today she had a Celsius like she always does, her dove necklace with others and her earrings.

I notice how she has six piercings on each side, and layers her necklaces.

Her outfit is baggy jeans with stars on them, sneakers and a red top.

She does look good in red. She does. Emilia gives me a small smile when she sits next to me during our study hall, I skipped the last few periods because I need to take Cassidy to school

"Home come you weren't in the first few periods?" Emilia asks me and I shrug "didn't feel like it." I say and she nods.

"You know you'll also have to put effort in being in school to keep your grades up, Ethan." She says innocently and I stare at her

And nod slowly watching as she does work, my mind wanders to Emilia.

Her doe green eyes, the freckles on her face, her lips that look soft.

Part of me wants nothing to do with her, the other part of me wants to ruin her innocence, trace the freckles on her face, kiss her lips until none of us can breathe.

Shove my tongue down her throat and taste her. See how she'd react to me doing so, either being a good girl like she always is. Or being someone else.

I watch her play with her dove necklace as she texts on her phone, I know she's nervous, I so desperately want to know who the fuck she's talking to.

She isn't yours. No, not yet she isn't. I wasn't doing this for a bet, I wanted to do this because I actually do like Emilia.

She looks at me and stares confused, tilting her head as she watches me. "Is something wrong?" Emilia's voice is soft and I shake my head

She nodded "I made some new problems if you wanna work on them?" She said, I roll my eyes

"You're killing me, freckles." I said and she smiled "no, I'm just making sure your grades improve, doesn't hurt to do a lot of practice Ethan." She said.

I'm surprised she hasn't questioned the nickname I've called her in a while, Emilia hands me the paper that contains math questions with a smile.

And I sighed grabbing a pencil and calculator from my bag and doing the questions

"What the fuck are you asking me." I say showing Emilia the paper she turns to me and stares at them paper

"Solve for X and y?" She says, I stare at her "I'm not solving for the fucking alphabet, sorry freckles." I say Emilia rolls her eyes

"Well- just try it for now and then I'll help if you still can't solve your alphabets." She smiles innocently at me again

I sighed and tried my fucking best to solve the alphabet in math. Who the fuck thought it was a good idea to bring letters into math? Stick to fucking numbers.

After five minutes I give her the paper so she can look over it her eyebrows furrow in confusion "you stared solving for Y but then solved for X mid way?" She asked and I shrugged

"It's confusing." I said and she nods "well- what helps me is crossing off the work I did, so after solving the first part for Y you'd cross it out. And then do your Y equals" Emilia said I nod

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