Memories

Fourteen

[Halley's POV] (yaaaay)

"Are you fucking listening to me?!"

My sobs became louder and louder as my sight became blur. I could only see my dad's silhouette grabbing a glass and throwing it on the wall.

"In your fucking room! Now!"

I stayed on the floor, my back pressed against the wall. My father groaned seeing that I didn't respond and grabbed me by the shirt. He took me to my room as I was crying and locked me there.

I banged on the door multiple times, my fists became reddish to completely red and I slid down the door.

Life was so easy for everyone except me, Halley Mary Maur. I just wanted to get out of here, I couldn't stand it anymore. I took a rope I kept under my bed for these kind of occasions and tied it to my night stand. I threw the other end of the rope by the window, and a few minutes later, I was in my garden with a backpack.

I climbed the fence and ran away as fast as possible; I'm not coming back anytime soon.

[Lauren's POV]

"Did you see Halley today?"
"No, sorry.."

No one seemed to see Halley today. Under her Queen B look, she's always there and never late at school. Not once in a lifetime I saw her late at school.

I decided to call her, but of course, she didn't answer her phone. This is strange, really strange. I should even call the police. She has never ever ever been absent.

My fingers tap the bright screen, writing a text to Halley. Suddenly, I feel something bumping into me, and soon find myself on the floor.

"Watch it!"

As surprising as it seems, I'm not the one who said that. Indeed, it's the cute brown haired boy with bright blue crystal eyes causing me to melt inside and the perfectly defined face who pronounced those words.

I took my courage in both hands and sighed.

"I'm not the one who bumps into people and make them fall", I shout back taking my stuff scattered on the floor.

I heard "boo"s and "oooh"s as Max approaches my petite vulnerable figure sitting on the floor. You didn't even need to see him, you could just feel his mocking smirk all over me.

He looked down at me, opened his mouth to say something but the bell rings at the same time. He closed his mouth and fake smiled me.

"See you in math."

***

I just finished French class and the next class was Math and I had a pair work. with Max. How great is that.

It was something about a theorem... Pythagoras' I believe. When the teacher came in, he just smiled narcissistically and threw himself on the chair next to me. I was completely embarrassed.

"So. The pair work." The teacher smiled.

I took my courage in both hands and raised my hand.

"Yes, Mrs Wenn?"
"Is it possible to change group partners with someone?"

I heard murmurs and laughs behind me as I feel my cheeks blush.

"I am sorry, Mrs Wenn," she spoke nicely. "but I don't think that is possible. Max is a really nice guy, isn't he?"

I realised she was waiting for an answer, so I actually answered.

"Yes." I rolled my eyes.

This is going to be a long day.

*a/n* sooooo this is max (photo above)

cute

hope you enjoy the story!

-n