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I made my way back to class. It had already started.

"You're late Riley" My dad said.

"Sorry" I said as I looked how Maya was trying to avoid any eye contact with me.

Once the class over, Maya tried to get out of there as fast as she could but my dad stopped her.

"Not so fast. Riley and Maya stay, the rest can leave" He said.

We fought like an hour ago, how the hell does he already know there is something wrong with us?

"I'm gonna what is going to be your project about" I calmed down as he said those words.

"Excuse me, what project?" Right, I forgot to tell her about it.

"The one you two have to do for skipping my classes. Didn't Riley tell you?"

"No, she didn't" I swear she was trying to kill me with her eyes.

"You'll be fine. Anyway, I want you to make project about how different dreams are from reality" We both looked at each other really confused.

"Dad, you're a History teacher. What does this have to do with History" I said.

"Do I have to remind you that you two come from a big fight? This will bring you closer"

"This is so stupid. How is this gonna help us?" Maya complained.

"When have I ever been wrong about something?" With that said, he grabbed his stuff and left.

"My room. This afternoon. Let's just get this over with" She left.

This is gonna be a long day.

Afternoon was here. I was out of her apartment. My heart beating out of my chest. This won't end up well. Finally I knocked.

"It's open" She screamed from her room.

"Hey" I said as she just faked a smile.

"I was thinking, what if you do the writing part and I do the speaking part" She suggested.

"Maya, I know you are mad..." She cut me off.

"And don't talk to me"

I looked down not knowing what to say. I didn't know how to fix this. I can't fix this if we don't talk.

"My dad will make us do the project again so let's just do it together... please?"

"Fine, but let's do it fast" She sat closer to me.

"I thought we could talk about the differences between dreams and reality. What do you think?" I asked.

"Reality sucks, dreams suck. Everything sucks. How about that?" I rolled my eyes.

I know I fucked up but this is not working.

"I know you're mad and I know what you must be going through but..." She cut me off.

Is she really that annoyed by my voice? She has every right to be angry with me, never mind.

"Do you? Do you have no idea what was like being in love with you? I hated myself for letting my heart be" She screamed at me. She fought to not break in tears.

"I'm sorry, ok? I wish I would have noticed how you felt earlier. I'm sorry it's not easy for me to tell everyone about us. But it's not because I'm ashamed of having you by my side, I'm scared of what they could say if they find out I like girls. And yes, I know my parents probably will love me for who I am but there will always be someone judging me and I know I shouldn't pay attention to them, I'vr tried to ignore everyone's opinion about me but I can't, ok? There will always be this part in me trying to be the perfect girl they want me to be. Buy that doesn't compare to the pain I have to deal with because I can't stop hurting you. I'm sorry for everything and you should know that I know what my heart wants, it wants you. And I also it must has been hell for you trying to hide your feelings from me but all I'm asking is some time, please" I let everything out hoping she would forgive me.