Fix You//Fillie

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•It was overall one of the best days. It was also the first day of my life I ever consciously thanked my father beating me until I passed out. Because I got everything I wanted in the end.•

Millie's POV
After Finn and I went to lunch, that was the last class we had together, so we sadly had to part ways for 2 more hours. Also sadly enough, I had Spanish class with Sadie.

Finn walked me to my class, risking being late. I insisted for him to get to class many times, but he kept shaking his head and kept going, pulling me along with him, all the way to my Spanish class. "Finn, you didn't have to do that," I said with a slight smile, before he pulled me into Spanish class and sitting me at my seat.

"Now, you have fun in Spanish, buena suerte, y hasta después de las classes. Adios profe Ryder!" He yelled to Mrs Ryder, before running out of the class. She laughed and said, "llega a tu clase, Finn." And started class. I laughed lightly to myself, and Sadie turned to me. She sits right beside me, like we decided when I wasn't mad at her.

"So I see you just keep getting closer and closer with Finn," she says, trying not to sound upset about it. She's really starting to piss me off, if she could just see how broken these boys are. They go through things they shouldn't have to at 16 or 17 years old. I rolled my eyes, since she just ruined my happy moment with the boy I've grown so fond of.

"What the hell do you want, Sadie? You don't get it, do you? You live in this great, big house, with caring parents, without a care in the world. You don't know why these boys are the way they are. You don't know what they go home to every day. You don't understand them- no. You don't understand us." I was angry. Angry that someone that I called my best friend can't even think out of her picture perfect world to try and understand that some people go home to abuse, manipulation, starving, or nothing at all.

The anger on her face vanished completely, and she looked around, her lip starting to tremble. She finally understands. "Oh my God, I-I'm a terrible p-person M-Mills. A-aren't I. I n-never even t-thought a-about people p-putting on this fake p-poker face f-for their own g-good. Why didn't I r-realize this earlier?!" There were tears rolling down her cheeks, as she remembered that Finn and his friends were going through something that she didn't even think they could go through.

"I don't know what to tell you, Sades. But I do know a way to make Finn forgive you and make Caleb notice you," I said with a smile and a wink. Her cheeks reddened even more, even though they were already tear-stained. She nodded for me to continue, "Well, you could go formally apologize to him, give him a hug in front of Maddie and Grace, and then invite him and his friends to my house for a movie night at my house after the game tomorrow. What do you say, partner? You in?" I asked, putting my hand out for her to shake, like when we were younger.

She wiped away her tears, and gave me her award-winning smile, "you know I'm in." She put her hand out to meet mine, and we shook on it. When we 'shake on it' it's like a promise. Nothing, absolutely nothing, breaks our promise. Shaking on it is a promise to the highest degree, in our eyes. We laughed a bit afterwards, showing our happiness to not be mad at each other anymore.

We turned around and listened to the lesson, Mrs Ryder always makes Spanish the best class. We ended up getting assigned a project. We had to memorize a script in Spanish and perform it in 5 days.

I'm pretty good at Spanish, so I could probably do it in a night or two. I also love memorizing lines and acting has always been a dream of mine, though I never will pursue it. I have too much to accomplish here.

After the quick Spanish class, I walked through the halls to each class, until I found myself in my last class: chemistry. I walked inside of the room, about to seat myself at an empty desk. I don't have friends in this class, and though there would be many girls and boys in this class who would love to be my chemistry partner, I'd rather be alone.