O n e | Just a normal day

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1: just a normal day

"Hey, mills do you think that babies come from heaven?"

I choked on my fruit juice as I heard my five year old younger brother, Mason, ask about babies.

Hastily wiping my mouth, I look over at the two feet tall blond kid and mutter, "You're too young to learn about babies right now, mase."

Mason pouted and waddled near my leg, hugging it and looked up at me, "Pleaaaase Milly! Tell me, I want to know."

OH god do I have to give him the shoot the jizz and grow the kidz talk now?

However my dearest mother chose the exact moment to enter the kitchen, glancing at lil Mason wrapped around my leg and frowned, "Are you playing koala koala?"

I facepalmed while Mason giggled adorably and ran towards mom, indicating her to pick him up, but Mom, being mom, ignored him and quickly moved towards the fridge, resulting in Mason slamming into the counter with a dull thud instead.

I choked on my juice for the second time in the span of ten minutes, "Mase, you okay?"

Mason slowly managed to stand and gave me a grin with a missing tooth, "I'm good!"

I grinned back at his adorable little face, "Good" and took a quick glance at the wristwatch adorned on my hand, only to realise I'm really quite late for school, "FU-"

"Fumble!" Mom interjected quickly, "You meant fumble, am I right sweetie?" while quietly pointing towards the five year old laying on the floor, pretending to be dead.

I nodded quickly and shot out the kitchen, grabbing my bag placed on the dining table on my way out, "I'm getting late, bye mom! Bye Mase!"

Before leaving I heard mom's quick bye and Mason yelping, probably because my dearest unaware mother accidentally stepped on him.

**

"Are you even LISTENING to me!" My bestfriend, Andra screeched, "You always do this!"

I quickly snap out of my thoughts and glance at her, "I was thinking!" I mutter defensively.

She rolled her eyes, "I've known you for ages and you space out. Whenever you space out you always have this look on your face like you're about to go cross eyed and drop dead." She deadpanned.

I throw a scowl her way, "I do not!" while planting my butt on the assigned desk in our English class, "I have a normal spacing out face."

She took the seat next to me and snorted, "Keep lying to yourself, ugly."

I violently elbow her side as our English teacher, Mr. Graham walked in, noticing my violent jab at Andra and raising his eyebrows, "Save the fights for later, Millennium."

Heat crawled up my cheeks as I quickly sat back, nodding, "Yep. Sorry sir."

He smiled, "Alright class, today we'll start with some reading. And I'm sure you're all gonna have fun when we read-" he reached for his bag and pulled out a copy of what looked like Romeo and Juliet, "- Romeo and Juliet!"

The class burst out in making simultaneous noises, some cheered, some groaned while I simply stared at Mr. Graham, star struck.

Well, it was hard not to since he was definitely one of the youngest and good looking teachers we had at school.

Also I may or may not have a teeny tiny bit of crush on him but then again it's totally normal right?

"Millennium, you're spacing out." Mr. Graham commented, making everyone look at me, "if you're not interested, you may leave."

I sit up straight, shaking my head, "No! I was j-just thinking!"

"About what?"

"Yo- How the story of Romeo and Juliet is so romantic." I quickly saved myself, sweating nervously at my almost slip up.

He squinted before nodding, "Okay okay. Anyway let's start!"

Andra quietly reached near my shoulder and whispered, "Quit making it obvious that you have a crush on the teacher!"

I scowl, "I do not!" I whisper yell back.

Andra, obviously not buying the bullshit I just served her, snorted yet again and muttered, "liar liar pants on fire."

I sulk, "Rat."

Well whatever, I'll just get over my tiny crush on him to prove my point.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 16, 2019 ⏰

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