Being in Love With You

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Evan's P.O.V.

I met a girl on Friday and she was the most fiercest girl I've ever known. It was like she didn't really care about much besides maybe a few things. And I know I shouldn't say this because I barely know her and someone like that is bound to cause problems but she intrigued me. She swept me off my feet with her insanely talented body and the fact that she could control you with just her looks was incredibly amusing.

Man, I sound whipped.

But I gotta know who she is. I just gotta. I don't know how though. All I got from her was that she is a dancer and her name; which I had to really work hard for, is Mila Andrea Emily Harper. And I gotta say, that is actually a really beautiful name. I like it.

And let's not get started on the way she looks. She has long wavy and layered light golden brown hair with a touch of ombre. Her eyes though, they were like honey. I think there called Amber. I'm not exactly sure but that's what my dad says. It's because of some kind of decent that it mostly comes from. Don't ask me how he knows, because well......I wouldn't exactly know. Although, his commitment to my mother has been questionable so, we'll see.

All I know is that her eyes are gorgeously beautiful. I could stare into them for hours. I didn't realize that her eyes were that beautiful until I saw it up close and personal when we were in my room.

As of the mess that was left after the party, I cleaned it up before anyone could even know. It was spotless to the point you could lick the floor and you wouldn't find any dirt on your tongue whatsoever.

However, I don't suggest anyone to do that. Though the party was just hours ago and everyone is home and with a hangover, my good buddy, Jesse was also here. He decided to stay over at my house.

"Hey dude, I just got text messages from mad people that were at the party. There all saying this party was the best one yet." He said as he threw himself on the couch of the living room.

"Dude, I already know that. I never host a party that isn't the best. Those people are just stating the obvious. What are they? Freshmen?" I said. He chuckled before he spoke, "Bro, I don't know. I just send invites to everyone that is in my contacts and then whom ever comes, comes. Who doesn't, misses out."

"Wait, you're saying everyone that was there, you have in your contacts." I repeated.

"Well, somewhat. It depends. Which number do you want?" He said.

"That girl I was partnered up with at the party. Mila." I said as he looked in his phone to see if he had a girl name Mila in his phone.

"Nah, I don't. Sorry." He said after awhile.

"Damn it. Yo, that girl has been on my mind since she left the party. I gotta find out more about her." I said as I slouched in the chair. I was pretty much defeated but then I realized I could just go to school the next day and ask anyone who went to the party if they know the girl or if there her. Who knows, she could be in my school and I just never noticed.

Although I really hope it isn't the last one.

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Mila's P.O.V.

It is the morning again and it's also Monday. I am so not ready for a Monday. First I go to school and then I work. There is a movie theater literally 15 minutes from my school so I work there after school until 9pm. Then, I come home and I do my homework, if I have any, and then eat, shower and fall asleep. I repeat this day every day except for Friday's. Friday's are my me time. But if my boss needs me to come in because they are short of a person, I do. Which kinda sucks because instead of staying at home re-watching the show 'Friends', I am stuck there dealing with ignorant people and there really stuck up lives.