Our Numbered Days ∥ fillie

you're a distraction.

chapter thirteen.

"finnie! i'm glad you decided to─

"shhh! my teacher may hear you through the phone with that chirpy voice of yours."

"calling during school hours, huh? tsk, tsk. you naughty boy."

"so, you're answering during school hours."

"i'd say touché, but i'm at lunch so i have an excuse. you on the other hand clearly don't."

"yeah that's something that i've been meaning to ask you. if we're the same age, or close to the same age, how come i never see you around school? also, i've never even heard of a 'millie' at my school."

"that's because i go to a private school."

"private school? you mean harmony science academy up on cherry-bridge road?"

"bingo!"

"shhh! w-what's it like there?"

"it's not that bad, except there's tons of homework. and the kids here aren't snobby or full of themselves if that's what you're thinking. well, at least not my group of friends."

"oh, you have friends?"

"shut up, finnlard!"

"shit my teacher is starting to walk around. i have to go, mills."

"my how the tables have turned."

"i'll call you later, okay? bye!"