kiss me through the phone ☾max mills

3 | paired

|sadie pov|

i trudge out of the school doors as soon as the bell rings. i look down at my feet, watching as i take each step. most people get a ride home from their parents but my dad, he's hardly ever sober, and if he is it lasts about half an hour, i don't think he could drive if he tried. besides, i haven't gotten along with my dad ever since my mum passed, he always used to say i looked like her so maybe he just has a hard time seeing me everyday.
i don't know.

my thoughts are abruptly interrupted by someone violently tugging the back of my backpack, followed by loud laughs from behind me as i stumble.
" hey scruffy, we put the bins out for collection today and it'd be appreciated if you didn't go through them, bin men have jobs for a reason " the annoying voice belonging to marc knowles spits out as i turn to face him.
" i don- " i begin but am immediately cut off by him continuing to talk.
" don't talk back to me, alright freak? " he says through gritted teeth, before pushing me by my shoulders, causing me to fall backward on to the floor.
him and his posse burst into fits of laughter and walk away, leaving me to pick myself up off of the ground. i dusk my knees and hands off and then continue my walk home.

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i finally reach my house and slowly close the door behind me, trying to be as quite as possible so my dad doesn't hear me enter. i tiptoe up the stairs and into my bedroom, placing my bag in the corner of the room.
a sudden buzz catches my attention as i walk over to my laptop.
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you have now been anonymously paired with someone...
tap to chat
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i stare at the 'tap to chat' button for a while before clicking it and opening up a chat room.
here goes nothing.

|max pov|

me and lucas walk out of the school doors together, some other friends of ours following behind.
" holy shit look over there " kyle exclaims, turning everyone's attention to sadie being pushed to the ground by marc knowles.
" shit should we go help her ? " jonathan asks and i shake my head.
" she probably deserved it " i say, continuing to walk out of school.

the image of sadie on the ground stuck in my head the whole walk home. i have no idea why, but i'm intrigued into what her life is actually like. she almost always wears the same clothes and constantly gets bullied and picked on. i don't feel sorry for her, no, i wouldn't call it that. i'd call it, merely interested in what it's like to be like her.
yeah.
that's all.

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i arrive home and make a beeline for the stair case.
" not so fast max, come tell me how your day was " my mum calls from the kitchen. i roll my eyes and turn around, heading to the kitchen instead.
" it was the same old same old, can i go now ? "
my mum glares at me, " fine, but be down here as soon as i call for dinner "
i nod my head lightly, grab an apple from the fruit bowl, and head back to the stair case.
i feel my phone buzz in my back pocket and i pull it out.
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you have now been anonymously paired with someone...
tap to chat
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this school wasn't kidding when they said they were going to try and get people to talk to each other.
well, here goes nothing i guess.

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yay another long chapter.
be proud
- amelia