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Chapter 8

~Millicent~

"Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy," a voice sang from my door frame.

"What the hell?" I mumbled and pulled my comforter from over my face. There stood Michael dressed in a faded River Oaks High School wrestling hoodie and sweatpants. His black hair was a mess. He looked like he just rolled out of bed, which he probably did, but he still looked like the happiest person in the world.

"Swearing isn't lady-like, Evans. Now get your ass out of bed and get in the car," he said leaving my doorway.

I groaned and did the usual. Showered, curled my hair, did my makeup and put on Donovan's huge hoodie over my Supernatural shirt with some black jeans. I hopped down the stairs, excited to see Don again and ate an apple.

I walked outside, got into Michael's maroon Chevy Silverado and began our drive to my school.

"So, are you and that Donovan dude a "thing" now?" he asked when we got on the road.

I was surprised by his question. How does he know? "Why do you ask?"

"Number one, your hoodie says O'Keefe on the back," my face reddened. How did I not notice? "Number two, I saw your Instagram. Cute bio, Evans." my face got even redder.

"Okay, fine. He did something really cute and adorable to show me that he really cared about me," I confessed. We reached my school. "Here look," I pulled out my phone and showed him my screensaver. He smiled and glanced at his watch.

"Get to school, Evans."

I hopped out and said thank you. I began walking to the commons and saw Donovan talking to his friend Tyler. I suspected it was popular stuff so I walked past him.

"Yeah, bro. I'm glad, uh. Hold on," he said and caught up behind me, his friend following behind him like a puppy. Donovan grabbed my waist and turned me to face him.

"Hey," he said before kissing me. Of course I kissed him back. I'm not into PDA, but I'm definitely into him. He pulled away and smirked at me.

"WOAH, MAN! THAT'S Mill?" Tyler exploded behind us, looking me up and down.

Donovan rolled his eyes at his friend. "Yeah, man. This is the gorgeous Millicent Evans." I blushed again. "MY girlfriend."

"I didn't mean it that way, I j-." he looked behind me. "Uh oh. Gotta go." he ran away, tripping over backpacks and students' legs.

Donovan looked behind me and let go of my waist. I spun around and saw Karyn, with a two-pack of wannabe popular girls, and Don glaring at each other.

"No. No, Karyn. You are not ruining this," Don said to his witch of an ex-girlfriend.

"HER!?" she screeched, pointing at me. "YOU DUMPED ME FOR HER!? AND WHAT IS THIS!?" She pushed past Donovan towards me. She picked up the sleeve of the hoodie and stared back at my boyfriend. "WHY DOES SHE GET TO WEAR YOUR HOODIE?!" she gasped. "YOU WENT TO HER HOUSE!? WHY WEREN'T YOU 'TOO BUSY' FOR THIS SKANK?!" Oh hell no. This bitch did not just call me a skank.

Donovan was 2 milliseconds away from exploding, when I began to release my inner angry. "What the hell did you just call me?" I stepped closer to Karyn.

She played fearless, but I could see underneath her mask. "You heard me."

I chuckled and began to walk away, quickly turning around and slapping her so hard that she fell to the ground. Luckily, no administrators saw me. Everyone was staring at me and the girl on the floor. I really hated the attention so I grabbed Donovan's hand and walked away from the scene as her two loyal slutbots helped her up trying not to laugh. We stopped at the abandoned lockers and Donovan looked at me in awe.

"Mill?" he asked.

"Yeah?"

"I never thought it was possible to love you any more than I do now, but that put it to another level." he began laughing.

I was about to say something about being completely mortified now, but then I remembered I hadn't even talked to Ashley or Emily today. I ran as fast as I could, without a word to Don, to my best friends. Once I reached them, I was breathless.

"Hey, guys." I mumbled.

They each looked behind me. "Hey, Donovan." they said.

I turned around to see my boyfriend behind me.

"Hey, Ashley and Emily." he greeted politely before his phone chimed. He pulled it out of his pocket. "Ugh. I'm sorry. I gotta go." he kissed me again. "Bye, babe." I smiled and waved.

"'Babe'?" Ashley repeated, winking. Emily was so close to bursting into laughter.

"Shut up," I said while blushing.

"So, how good is he in bed?" Emily asked. I choked on air. I was coughing like an idiot.

"I am not answering that. Next question," I said, extremely embarrassed.

"Did you guys do what I think you did?" Ashley asked.

"What the hell is wrong with you guys?!" I said, laughing. "Okay, yes. Maybe once. Or twice. Or a number I shouldn't share with you disgusting and pervy teenagers."

"I've gotta break up with you-know-who," Ashley blurted. She knows I dislike her boyfriend so she doesn't say his name around me.

"Why?" I asked while Emily was texting with a smile on her face. It's probably her own boyfriend.

"I've kind of been talking to someone else and I like that certain someone in a romantic way," she mumbled.

"Does this person have a name?" I was trying to conceal my surprise. Ashley wasn't really the one to break up with someone for someone else.

"Promise you won't tell?" she knew I wouldn't, but she asked anyways.

"Cross my heart and hope to die," I stated proudly. I'm truly the loyalest friend in the world.

"It's Tyler Finley," she confessed. My eyes were wide as saucers. Tyler? She liked Tyler? The really goofy lanky kid who is best friends with my boyfriend? "Don't look at me that way. He's extremely sweet and he pays more attention to me than M- uh. Than you-know-who does. And he listens to me truly. What should I do about you-know-who?"

"Whatever the fuck you want," Emily stated. "It's your relationship too."

"Thanks, E-"

The bell cut off her thank you. We hurried off to our classes. I stepped into Mr. Hannigan's class and kept finding myself glancing at the door, waiting for Donovan to come. But he never did.

~Donovan~

"What do you mean he called to get me back on the team?" I asked angrily with a new jersey in my hand.

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That's chapter 8. I'm tired and feeling sick, so

Bye,

This Dope-Ass Author

P.S. Sorry if it's shorter than the other chapter