priscillas pov* the whole class had there eyes on me. did EVERYONE know already so quickly? it had just happened like two hours ago. ugh. i sat down, hearing everybody's whispers, my name being spit out of their mouth.
mattias pov* "so that's priscilla?" i ask. "yup. that's her, soon to be mine." kairi says. "ok buddy." i sit back in my seat finding myself looking at priscilla very often. not gonna lie she's cute.
priscillas pov* "i hope everyone has been preparing for their quizzes coming up this friday." the teacher says. i'm lucky i didn't get suspended, i depend on this quiz to raise my grade a letter higher.
mattias pov* i'm failing for sure.
both povs* i give up schools getting harder and harder by the day, sometimes i just don't know what to do.
priscillas pov* it's this section in history that is so confusing and all. all these wars and stuff. it's a lot to read and just take in. "mr polibio come talk to me after class." mr. castro tells one of the kids sitting in the back. the whole class looks back to the kid. what kid? mattia, mattia polibio. he likes making trouble in this class which gets annoying at times, especially when some of us are trying to work.
mattias pov* "ugh. what does he want...he's always calling me up at the end of class." i say. "look mattia your grades are all over the place, you better pick up the mess before it's too late." ale says. "i know but....yeah whatever."
|| before class ends mr. castro has a new project for all his students. he pairs up students randomly by having his students pull papers from a bucket.||
"i got micheal. um he gives weird vibes." ale says sitting back down. "yup the whole class heard." "mattia your turn." mr. castro calls me. i stand you the whole class has their eyes following me. i reach in and out my hand in the bucket. "who did you get?" i open the crumbled piece of paper and my eyes widen. "priscilla." i mumble. "louder mattia." "priscilla hazell." priscillas picks her head up and looks at me, rolling her eyes. "priscilla where are you?" mr. castro calls. she raises her hand and stands up.
priscillas pov* i stand up. i really got this dude. for sure i'll be doing all the work, i gotta talk to castro about this. i don't need the downgrade.
|| the bell rings and you see mattia talking to the teacher. you try to finish packing quickly so you can talk to castro.||
"mr. castro?" "ahh priscilla, you know mattia yes?" mattias eyes lock with mine for a second. "yea." i mumble. "good since you came-." "i have to ask you something." i say. "yes but before you do would you be able to help mattia with some school work? i'll give you extra credit for it?" i pause. this is a great opportunity to raise my grade. "umm..." i sigh. "...sure." "okay great. mattia her she is. she'll be helping you." mattia smiles at me then walks out mumbling to himself. "so what did you want to ask me?" "um i forgot. bye." i make my way out of the classroom and head towards my next class. i see adam in the hallway where my locker is located. hopefully he hasn't heard. "priscilla..." adam looks at me waving his arms in the air. "hey." i open my locker, putting my backpack in there, taking out my p.e. clothing. "what's wrong? you look worried." "nothing just school work you know, held back and all." "are you sure?" "yeah." he study's my face. "are you sure it's because you don't want me finding out about that fight?" fuck. "umm noo..." i say. "why did you do that?" "look i'll tell you later i have to go to class." i say closing my locker. "wait." "what adam." "talk to me." "i gotta go." "fine." "bye. adam doesn't like waiting. he's so impatient sometimes. i'm like that too but he's on a whole different level of impatience. i walk in my class room remembering cynthia and i had p.e. together. ugh. "priscilla! psssst." i turn my head sammy, my best friend pointing to an empty seat next to her. "hey!" "hii!" i say smiling. sammys smile is soo cute. i turn looking for cynthia, not seeing her anywhere. "sweetie if your looking for her, she's gone. she left." "cynthia?" "yup." oh. wow. lucky. ||fast foward to the end of the day, mattia and priscilla go back to mr. castro's class and exchange numbers to arrange a time and date to study.||
"see ya!" mattia says. "uh huh." mattias a tall dude. i'm pretty short i guess...but not that short. his hands are huge though. my phone looked so small in his hands i could barely hold my phone without dropping it.
||at home.||
i open my phone and see i have a request on snapchat.
i open it up and sure it is..it's mattia...how did he get my snap?
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we continue to text and i later tell mattia that 5pm would be a good time to come. he opens my message, leaving me on open. i put my phone down and start getting ready to take a shower...that's when there is a knock in the front door. i'm home alone right now and my mom is at work right now and i'm not expecting anyone right now.
