You're the one//Fillie-Fack

~curly haired boy

It's been a hot sec since my last book

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Millies Pov

"Good afternoon!" I'm greeted as I walk into the guitar store. "Hey Joe." I smile. I go over to my spot at the checkout counter and put my backpack on the ground and pull out my science homework.

Joe owns the guitar store I work at. He's like a big brother that I never had.

"How was school?" He asks and I shrug. "Same as always." I say and he nods. The bell rings signaling a person  walked in. I look up to see Jack. "Millie I need help with math." Jack complains.

"Ok." I say as he walks over to me. He sits on the stool next to mine and pulls out his notebook. We hear the bell ring and look up. A tall thin boy with curly black hair walks in. He has light freckles on his nose and under his eyes.

"Holy shit I hope he's gay." Jack whispers, causing me to laugh and he glances over at us and we both look down at our homework. "I doubt he's gay." I whisper.

The guy walks over to the checkout counter where we are and places a flat square on it. I look at the cover. Four guys walking across a street. "Abbey road huh." I smile. "Yup." He says, fishing out his wallet from his pocket.

I scan it. "22 dollars." I say. He swipes his credit card on the thing. "This is my favorite Beatles album." I say, handing him his receipt. He puts his card away and grabs the record. "Didn't ask for your input." He says, walking away.

When he opens the door and walks out, Jack and I start laughing. "You can have him." Jack says.

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I get home and smell something burnt. "Millie," I hear my mom call. "What?" I ask. "Come here." She yells. "No thank you." I yell back as I start to run up the stairs. "No don't go up the stairs." She yells. She comes to the bottom of the stairs and I stop going up them. "Your room?" She asks.

"What about it?" I ask. "We've lived here for three weeks and you have unpacked nothing." She says. "It's my room." I say. "It's my house." She says back. "No hanging out with friends until it's unpacked." She says. "Can someone help me unpack?" I ask.

"No." She says. "What's that smell?" I ask. "I tried to make spaghetti." She pauses. "I'll order a pizza." She smiles, walking away. I walk up to my room and put my backpack down. I look at the piles of boxes upon boxes around my room.

I open the first box and pull some things out. I see a picture frame and pick it up. I see a picture of me, my dad, my mom, and my sister. I look at it, tears coming to my eyes.

I look at Ava's smile. She was three in this picture. She would be 7 now.

I look at my dad. He looked so happy. What happened?

I look at my mom. I haven't seen her smile like this in months.

My phone buzzes and I pick it up.

Jack: party at caleb's ;)

Millie: can't go. I have to unpack

Jack: it's friday tho

Millie: i can probably sneak out...

Jack: do that. See you there

I put my phone on my bed and look at the picture again. I put it on my dresser and look at it from a distance. I walk back over to it and pick it up, tossing it back in the box.

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At 11 pm, I make sure my mom's bedroom light is out and open my door. I creep down the stairs and slowly open the front door, locking it when I quietly close it. I go to the side of the house and grab my bike. I'd take my car if it wouldn't wake up the whole neighborhood when I turn it on.

I pedal down the street, cross the not busy intersection and enter the big neighborhood with big houses. I get to Caleb's house and put my bike at the side of his house. I walk to the door and can hear the loud music.

I open the door and feel a wave of heat from the dancing and sweating drunk teens. I go in and close the door. "Millie!" Caleb hugs me. "Come, get a drink." He says, slurring his words and I follow him to the kitchen. I grab a red solo cup and dip it into the red liquid.

I see Jack walk into the kitchen. "Hey Mills!" He says, slurring his words. Another dude walks into the kitchen and grabs Jack's hand. "Come on." The guy winks. "Hang on." Jack grabs my hand. "Millie this is Noah." He slurs. "We're gonna go get a room, if you know what I mean."

Noah pulls Jack out of the kitchen as they laugh. I roll my eyes as I take a sip of my drink.
I walk back into the living room and take another sip. I start dancing with people around me and I don't even feel someone put their hand on my back until he pulls my face toward his and pushes his lips into mine.

"What the hell?" I say, pushing him away. "Hey, I just wanna have some fun." He laughs as he takes a sip of his own drink and goes back in for another kiss. I feel him get yanked off me. "Dude, not cool." I hear another guy say. It's the curly haired Abbey Road guy from the record store.

"Are you ok?" He asks as the guy who kissed me walks away. "Yeah. I'm fine." I say and he nods. "You know, a good girl like you shouldn't be at a party like this." He looks at me. "Oh a good girl?" I ask. "Well, yes." He says.

"You think I haven't seen you studying in your freetime?" He laughs. "Well, sure but," "But what?" He asks. I open my mouth then close it. "That's what i thought." He laughs, walking away.

I notice Jack coming back down the stairs and he looks almost like he can't walk on his own. I go over to him. "He's a dick." Jack says, falling into my arms. "Well screw him, right." I say, trying to get him to stand up on his own. "Yes I just did that." Jack says.

"Let's go." I say. "One more drink." He says, stumbling toward the kitchen. I roll my eyes. "Ok well I'm leaving." I yell and he gives a thumbs up. I walk toward the door and open it. I feel the cold fresh air hit my face.

I walk around to the side of the house to grab my bike. "That's your ride?" I hear someone ask. "Yes." I look up to see the boy from earlier. "Want a ride?" He asks. "Are you drunk?" I ask. "Less drunk than you." He looks down to my shoes then back to my face.

"Come on." He says. I grab my bike and turn it around. "I don't need you knowing where I live." I say, walking it onto the pavement. "Do you think I'm gonna break into your house or some shit?" He smiles. "Well, no but I don't know you." I say. "How about I take you back to my place?" He asks. "No! I just met you. I don't even know your name." I say.

"What did I tell you. Your such a goody two-shoes." He says, turning around. "Wait-" I say. "What?" He smiles, turning around. "Nevermind." I say and he laughs, walking back toward the front door.

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This chapter was slow but first chapters will be first chapters. Don't worry. It should get more interesting soon

Go check out my other book "Speechless//Fillie" If you haven't already!