Micky's POV
The extremely exhausted weekend has finally passed and now I'm at Math class. We have an assignment and then, Gabe approached me. You know him right? The asshole in the earlier part of this messed up thing called my life? Yah. I looked up the ceiling.
You just don't want to give a break now do ya?
"Hey, babe."
"I told you not to call me babe."
"Can you help me with my homework?"
Oh dear Lord. I looked towards Timm's direction. He was just glaring at him.
"Uhhhh..."
"What's the matter? Do I make you nervous?"
"No."
"So can I come over?"
"You don't know where I live." I say trying to keep up with my nice girl act.
"I can walk home with you."
"I'm already walking home with Timm."
"Oh come on. It's not like there's anything going on between the two of you."
"Uhh...I guess so."
"Alright then. After school alright?"
"Sure." He walked away and Timm walked over to me.
"What was that about?"
"Gabe's coming over."
"Why?!"
"He needs help with his homework. He doesn't know that we live together so do you mind if you have to like leave the school really early and and immediately lock your room?"
"Ugh....I guess it's not a problem."
"Aww....thanks. I'm so sorry."
"It's alright."
"I just don't want him suspecting anything."
"So do I. I guess we'll just have to cope."
"Yah."
The rest of the day was pretty boring and now, I'd have to go home with asshole Gabe. I stayed at the entrance for a bit then started leaving without him. Hopefully, he's forgotten.
"Micky!"
I spoke too soon.
"Hey, Gabe. I was starting to think that you weren't gonna show up."
"I just had some stuff to do."
We started walking and the first few minutes of it was very silent and I wanted it that way, sadly, The Lord hated me and decided that I didn't deserve happiness.
"So, babe.."
"Can you call me Micky?"
"Why?"
"I prefer Micky plus the word babe sickens me. No offense." I started drinking some water because simply talking to this shithead made my throat dry.
"None taken. You single?"
I nearly spit out all my water because of the sudden change of topic. I started debating myself whether to tell him or not until I suddenly said my answer.
"No."
"Oh really now? What about Timm?" he started smirking at me, obviously amused by my answer.
"Just a friend." I said as I gave him a half-hearted smile. we reached the apartment building and went inside. I walked up the stairs and went into the place I called home.

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My Stupid Little Life
Teen FictionThis is the story of a girl named Mickaella Jennes. Her mom is dead, her dad abuses her and her one and only best friend has become a jerk. She has two wonderful older siblings but other than that, her good grades and average looks, her life is horr...