Frightened

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Milo and I decide to go eat at a pizza parlor down the street. We walk in and sit down. "What do you want?" Milo says, looking through the menu. I hum, looking through the menu. "Pepperoni!" I say excitedly, bouncing in my seat a little. Milo smirks, "Pepperoni it is." He says, closing the menu. I giggle shyly, twiddling my thumbs. "What does Kara know about me?" He says quickly, leaning his chin on his hand. I look up at him quickly, my face heating up. "Uh not much..just that your in my English class. And what you look like. And some other stuff.." I say shyly, trying to avoid eye contact. "What other stuff?" He says nervously, tensing up. I giggle, "Stuff that I think about you." I say, "Good stuff though." He let's out a relieved sigh and I laugh. "What kind of good stuff?" He says, playfully wiggling his eyebrows. I bite my lip shyly as a tint of red dusts my cheeks, "That your really sweet, and funny, and that I always feel really nervous around you cause your really cute.." I mutter under my breath, looking down at my knees. Milo's face turns red and he smiles bashfully, "You really think that I'm all those things?" He says, glancing at me. I nod my head slowly, shyly picking at my shirt. "Your so adorable. And funny. And good looking." He begins listing off different quality's about me as my face continues to get redder and redder. I rest my head on both of my hands with my fingers curled upwards, "I'm glad you think that about me." I say quietly, playfully tapping my foot to his shin. He smiles and waves down a waiter.

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After we pay, Milo and I walk outside and start to make our way back to the library. As we wait for the crosswalk, he turns to me and smirks. "You have sauce on your lip." He says mischievously, leaning down to me and kissing my lips. I knew I didn't, but I let him kiss me anyway. I smirk against his lips and pull back, "Your a dork." I say quietly, pecking his lips again before pulling back completely. He snickers to himself, gently taking my hand in his and leading me back to the library. He waves goodbye and leaves. I walk back into the library with a huge smile plastered on my lips. "Someone's in a good mood." Kara says, walking up to me. I chuckle under my breath, looking down at my feet and walking over to another book cart. "Wanna tell me about your little lunch date?" She says curiously, walking over to help me. I tell her about my date with Milo as we put the books away. "-And then he told me I had sauce on my lip, even though I didn't, and kissed me!" I say excitedly. She laughs, "He's a dork." I smile as I think about the event, "That's what I said!" We both laugh and finish putting the books up. I check my phone to see that it was 2:00 pm, which meant Kara and I could clock out. We gather our things and walk out of the library. "Hey can you come with me to the convinent store? I need to pick up some gum and I don't wanna go alone." Kara says, turning to me and pouting her lips. I roll my eyes playfully, "Fine, but if my mom gets mad I'm blaming you." She giggles, and we start to walk to the convenient store. I've never liked this part of town, it was more shady then where I lived. Which was saying a lot. After buying the gum, we start to walk back to my apartment complex together. "Kara I feel like we're being watched.." I say quietly, crossing my arms as my body tenses up. Kara looks behind us, "No one's there hon." She says, looking at me and patting my back soothingly. I take a deep breath and continue walking, desperately trying to shake the eerie feeling.

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After getting to my apartment complex, I rush inside the elevator and make it to my floor. I quickly walk inside my apartment and slam the door behind me. I take a deep breath and walk to my fridge for some water. I grab a water bottle and walk into my room, closing the blinds and locking the door. My parents must be at work still, and probably wouldn't be home until dinner. I drink my water and scroll through social media on my phone before receiving a text from James.

James: KARA TOLD ME WHAT HAPPENED WITH MILO!!!

Raphael: OMFG IT WAS AMAZING!

James and I continue to talk for awhile, when I finally hear my parents walk through the door. I get up from my bed to go greet them, "Hey Mom." I say, waving and sitting down at the table. "Hello Raphie." She says, preparing dinner, "Go wash up while I make dinner, your father is working so don't bother him." She says, cooking some meat. I assume my mom was whipping up her tacos, which were my favorite. I get up from my seat and see my dad on the couch, typing quickly on his old laptop. I walk into the bathroom and wash my hands, drying them and looking in the mirror. I stare off into space for a few minutes before hearing my mom call me to eat. I walk out of the bathroom and sit down at the table. "Mom..can I talk to you about something?" I say quietly, looking down at my knees. She nods and I look up at her, "What would you do if..I fell in love with a guy?" I say, mumbling. Her eyes widen, "Raphael Rodriquez! Don't you dare bring up that shameful act in this household! You know how your father and I feel about that!" She says, picking at her food in frustration. "I'm just asking!" I say, folding my arms on the table. "God says that loving another man is wrong! Therefore we do not allow that in this household!" She says, slamming her hands onto the table. The room falls silent as my mother and I glare at each other angrily, the only sound filling the room is my father typing. "I'm not hungry." I say, getting up from the table and going into my room. As I slam my door, I feel hot, angry tears well up in my eyes. As soon as the door slams shut, I break down sobbing. I throw myself onto my bed and stifle my sobs with my pillow. But I was soon interrupted by my phone vibrated multiple times.

Vivian: I saw you today

Vivian: Kissing another guy

Vivian: Your disgusting

Vivian: How could you?

Vivian: And right after you broke up with me?

Vivian: I took a video too, for social purposes ;)

Vivian: Im gonna tell everyone

Vivian: Even your parents

(Author's note: Y'all asked for drama, so I delivered ;) )

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