140 days before
Imagine seeing someone just about about everyday of your life and they can’t fucking stand you and you did absolutely nothing wrong?
Yeah, that’s how it felt with this girl.
Instead of seeing her in the music store I work at, I’d see her almost everywhere.
Yesterday I saw her at the supermarket. Last week she was at the same diner as me and the boys. And this morning she was at the bus stop I get on at for school.
How come I’ve never seen her before? Why am I all of a sudden seeing her now?
Not only that, but everytime I see her she gives me the nastiest look and moves as far away from me as possible. The fuck did I do?
“Michael, are you alright mate?”
I looked up to see Calum giving me a concerned look. Was I staring off to space?
“What? Yeah, I’m fine, just thinking.”
“That’s all you seem to fucking do. Now if 2x+y=4-“
At that moment, the door to our classroom burst open, all heads turning in that direction.
Speak of the fucking devil and they will fucking appear.
It was fucking her.
“Are you fucking kidding me,” I said as more of a statement than a question.
She took a seat in the front, not paying any mind to anyone else in the class. She took her phone out to put her music up as loud as possible, if it wasn’t already.
This is just peachy.
“Do you know that girl? I didn’t even know she went here,” Calum asked squinting at the girl.
“No, I have no clue who she is. Just a girl making a scene I guess.”
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"Her" || m.g.c.
Fanfiction"What's your name?" "I'm not telling you. I don't trust you." "Then what the hell am I supposed to call you?" "Call me Her."
