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Ch.9

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I scream into my hands and pull my hair angrily. Why? Why didn't I kiss her? I've wanted this since the fifth grade and I blew it. I blew it. I let out a frustrated groan and kick a nearby rock. I should've kissed her. She probably won't forgive me now, and facing her on Monday for art is going to suck.
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As soon as I got home, I brushed my teeth and flopped onto my bed. It feels like I've been staring at my ceiling forever. I screwed up, and I can't fix it. My eyes are just about the fall shut when my phone buzzes. Odd, since none of my three friends are awake this late. I quickly grab it to see who texted me.

Mills💋: sorry about earlier..

Two questions immediately pop into my head. One: How did Millie get my number? Oh..yeah she got it at art class a few days ago...so much is going on I forgot. Two: why is she sorry? Before I can think of a reasonable answer, another text appears.

Mills💋: I feel like I screwed things up :(

Finn🐠: if anything i did... I'm sorry Millie... See you Monday.

With that, I turn off my phone and throw it on the nearby nightstand. I want to cry and I want to scream. Neither will do anything to repair the situation, and neither will make me feel better. With a heavy heart, I fall into a dreamless sleep.