Wake up at 6:15,
text Leo a "good morning,"
change into my clothes,
eat breakfast,
and hop on the high school bus.
German,
back to the middle school,
bullshit my way through class,
and Science Olympiad til 5:30.
That was basically my life.
With 2 younger sisters, my parents were always busy with their problems, leaving me to fend for myself. But it's not like I really cared. As an (honestly astounding) artist, 1st chair flute, and all honors classes, I had plenty to do.
And then he came along.
Leo had always been my best friend, but only recently like that.
But damn, do I love him.
My name's Michaelia, and he's mine.
