Miles Hollingsworth, a grade 11, bisexual, billionaire, "bad boy " with daddy issues. He is a total mess and will never ask for help.
Olivia Pomegray, a grade 10, hopeless romantic, rich, "good girl" with a heart of gold. She isn't perfect but will...
We got to the large white hospital and Miles was taken from us. They said they had to do tests and it would be best if we stayed in the waiting room. We took a seat on the ugly blue chairs.
Frankie had stopped crying but she was sad like the rest of us. "Everything was simpler last year. It was so much easier to just be happy." she mumbled looking at Winston. I did, for a moment, feel slightly offended because last year was without me, but I figured it not the right time to point it out.
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"I wish we could to." Winston replied grabbing her hand.
Despite everything, I'm glad Winston and Frankie were talking again. I could see how they would have made a great couple last year.
Just then the moment was interrupted by a frantic Mrs.Hollingsworth with Hunter behind her. She hugged each of us. Her blond hair was in an effortless ponytail. She looked very glamorous but also tired and frantic.
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"Is everyone okay?" She asked wiping a tear away, she slightly smudged her mascara. "Fine. Have you heard anything?" I asked, Frankie and Winston looked up
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"Is he okay mum? He collapsed at school!" Frankie exclaims.
"I know, I know hun. Miles has woken up. We can go see him now." She replied, she had Hunters eyes, light blue that went wide when she spoke. Everyone rushed to the room Miles was in.
