Music ✔️

Chapter 2

                                                                                          ~Millicent~

I woke up to my sister pouncing on top of me.

"WAKE UP MILL-BILL! IT'S TIME FOR SCHOOL!" she screamed into my pillow-covered ear.

Nearly two seconds after my dream interruption, my alarm went off signaling it was 7:15. I groaned and pushed my toothpick sister off of me. I started my scheduled shower at 7:20, ate breakfast at 7:30 and managed to get into the pile of crap I like to call "Sebastian the Car" at 7:45. I took the long way to River Oaks so I would get there at precisely 8:00.

Once I got to school, I took my secret passageway to get to class early. Suddenly, a hand grabbed my arm and pulled me into the custodian's closet. I was about to scream when the same hand came over my mouth.

"Boo." said my assassin. The light clicked on and I saw his glorious face. He looked me up and down. "You look beautiful as always." Of course I blushed again. I was wearing a casual dark blue tank top with black jeans and a black cardigan. I wore a lot of black.

Remembering him giving me a mini heart attack, I slapped him on his shoulder. "You almost made me piss myself!" He just stared at me with his signature smirk.

"I said you look gorgeous." He replied whilst taking a step closer to me. I playfully stepped back, a choice that had me trapped against the wall. He stepped closer.

"Correction, you said I looked beautiful." I whispered flirtatiously. He took another step, completely trapping me. He put his hand against the back of my neck.

"I meant to say that you look extremely pulchritudinous." I blushed again before he kissed me for the second time. His mouth tasted like mint. We were making out for a good two minutes before I realized that we were supposed to get to class in three minutes. I pulled away hesitantly, wanting to savor the taste of his lips on mine.

"We should get to class." I whispered, trying to ignore the obvious and embarrassing and obvious bulge in his joggers.

"I'm gonna need a minute, Milly." he said obviously referring to his... Issue. "Meet you there." I giggled for the millionth time this week and nodded.

I walked out first just in case anyone would walk by. Then again, it's weird enough walking out of the custodian closet without being a custodian. I got to class and started to think about Donovan. I was distracted by my daydreaming by the actual dream himself. He walked into class around ten minutes after the tardy bell rang.

"You're late, Mr. O'Keefe." Mr. Hannigan said, highly annoyed.

"And you wear glasses. Two obvious observations." Donovan rudely spat back at the teacher. I couldn't help, but laugh. Luckily, nobody payed attention to me.

As Don walked to his seat in front of mine, he casually put a note on my desk and winked at me. I tried my hardest not to blush as I read the note.

Milly, can I come over to your place? I need some "tutoring"    ;)

He's such a flirt, I thought. I scribbled the word yes with a heart on a piece of paper, folded it and wrote my name on it. Remembering the cute nickname he gave me, I erased my name and wrote Milly instead.

I raised my hand and asked, "Can I go get a drink of water, sir?"

"UGHHHH!!!! Hurry up, Evans," replied my asshole of a science teacher.

I grabbed my note and on the way out of class, I tossed it onto Donovan's desk. He was doodling music notes instead of writing what was on the whiteboard, so the note ambush startled him. He picked up the note in confusion, but when he saw my name he smiled a smile that was so goddamn goofy that he could've been on Mickey Mouse. I adored that boy.