𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙘 | 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙚

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"Hey! Dipshit!"

I hear behind me as I walk down the crowded halls, my head down trying to ignore her.

"Hey! I know you can hear me!"

I keep hearing that voice but I refuse to look at her. I quickly walk to my locker around the corner I bang it open it opening because my lockers trash.  sticking my head behind the door hoping she won't see me since I lost her turning the corner.

"Aw did you try to hide from me?" I know it's her and I hate that she found me, but hey I already had my hopes pretty low.

"Go away" I groan trying to get her away from me. She is so rude and I don't even know why she hates me. I hear a light chuckle then hear her say

"Aw hun no, but if you don't turn the fuck around I'm gonna have to stay here" I can feel the smirk on her face. I roll my eyes.

"What the fuck do you want Millie?" I breath out as I come in eye contact with her smirked face.

"Hey why the attitude?" She ask fake pouting but then let's out a slight chuckle. I close my locker directly my full attention to her, a fake smile plastered on my face. I flip the cherry red hair out of my face.

"Oh Millie" I began, a smirk on my face "I can't help that every time your near my mouth feels with this sour taste. And every time I hear your voice I cringe, I mean I cant tell if its you or your accent but every time I'm in your presence I just wanna die"

He chuckles lightly stepping closer to me "oh Sadie" she begins the same way I did she even put on her smirking bitch face "and I can't help that those things happen to you because you really are in love with me but you can't have me because I simply just won't take you"

I roll my eyes smiling because she thought that effected me. I step closer to her by now everyone in the hallway is now gone. I can feel her breath on my face. "Oh Millie" I laugh "or is it the other way around"

"See thats where we have a problem"

And that's when she walks away leaving me confused in the middle of the hallway.

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After school I walk to my house headphones in listening to music. I hum along to the song lightly, while admiring the trees and everything around me. I finally see my house comes into view. It's a pretty big house. But it just makes me even more lonely. I'm still a couple a yards away though. I take out my headphones, so I can hear things around me.

I hear footsteps behind me but I don't wanna look back until I'm near safety. I finally get to my driveway. I walk to my door opening wide looking to see if my parents are here, and they aren't of course. They are always at work.

I feel someone walk past me. I jump and look to see the brown headed devil in my house. I scoff seeing her look around.

"Why are you here?"

"We have a problem"