CLASS OF '92 ➝ MÝA. [CANCELLED]

[CHAPTER TWELVE] Willing

[SORRY FOR ANY ERRORS]

𝐁ROOKLYN, NEW YORK.
SEPTEMBER 21st, 1989

"Listen Up! Everyone stop talking!" Principal Darwin yells into the mic.

Literally the entire school was inside of this auditorium.

It was packed and loud. And I grew very annoyed.

I slouched in my seat and I put my chin in my palm.

I just wanted to sleep.

I literally went to bed at 4am trying to finish all my homework so I wouldn't have to do it over the weekend.

I would risk sleep during the week, just so I can sleep during the weekend.

"You guys may or may not know me...But I am Matthew Darwin. But to you all, I am Principal Darwin. Yes, that is Principal D.A.R.W.I.N." He says, spelling out his last name.

I rolled my eyes and put my hoodie over my head.

I started to pull the strings of my hoodie so I could completely cover my whole face.

I closed my eyes and I began to doze off.

"With all my heart I love you baby.." the Anita Baker song beautifully echoes in the air.

It was just me inside of a room with just a radio. I was sitting down on the floor.

No furniture.

No windows.

Just me and a radio.

I looked around the room as if I knew the place very well.

As if I knew where I was.

"A'mya." The deep, dark voice says from behind me.

His breath made the hairs on my neck stand up.

The calmest feeling.

I turned around to see Malik.

Looking at me.

With a faint smile, plastered on his face.

His hazel eyes, glittering in the low darkness.