Can, and Will! (Milo Murphy's Law Fanfic)

Smooth Opera-tor

A few days after Milo's rocking party, we receive a notice from our teacher that this is an extra credit opportunity. Going to an Opera.

I'm excited, I get to enjoy a show with my friends. I also wanna see what will go wrong there.

Mark and Neal allowed me to spend the night, so they don't have to wake up early.

I don't mind. Sleepovers with Milo are pretty sweet.

We understand each other. I'm glad, too. He's the only person to relate to, other than Eliza.

Sometimes Milo feels like he gets left out because of his DNA line.

I never leave him out.

He knows my backstory, something I've always been ashamed of. Milo doesn't mind.

Milo and I sit in the back seat of Martin's car as he drives us to the Opera.

I notice he is constantly avoiding disasters on the road.

We skert to a stop, and Milo and I get out of the car.

"Bye Martin!" I wave to Milo's dad.

He waves back, and drives away.

"There he is." I here from not too far away.

It's Melissa, of course.

"Hi, Milo, Hi Tia." Zack waves.

"I can't believe we're getting extra credit just for going to an opera." Milo says flabbergasted.

I nod. It seems easy enough.

"You ever sit through an opera before? We're earning it."

"Oh! There's Amanda." Milo notices the OCD queen with perfect bangs.

I raise an eyebrow at my friend.

"Amanda, huh?" Melissa wiggles her eyebrows at Milo.

A look of horror is almost visible on my face.

"Oh, no, no, it's just that She's someone we know from school, you know?" Milo tried to make an excuse, "How's my cast?"

"One of your best." Melissa notes.

When Milo leaves us to go talk to Amanda, I sigh.

I cross my arms in discomfort.

This is uncomfortable. Now, all I wanna do is avoid Amanda. That isn't fair to Milo, and extremely rude to Amanda.

I sigh in defeat of my thoughts.

Zack raises his eyebrows at my reactions, "Looks like somebody isn't the only one crushing..." He murmurs.

I glare at him.

"Excuse me. Hey, Amanda." Milo says to the school girl.

"Milo! Uh, I mean, hi, Milo." She corrects herself, trying. To sound nice rather than scared.

Amanda chuckles awkwardly, "What are you doing here?"

"Extra credit for Mrs.White's class. You can sit with us in the center if you want.
I bought an extra seat in case mine got destroyed." Milo invites. I cringe. I don't feel like sitting by her.