Sorry, Dad~Punk Michael Clifford FanFic~

Sorry,Dad~Chapter Nine~

Sophia 

It's been about a week since everything happened.

I was actually going back to school today.

Esme still has no idea and I wanna keep it that way.

I smiled at myself in the mirror but I just couldn't get rid of the fear and butterflies in my stomach.

I grabbed my backpack and walked down the stairs.

"Bye Aunt Esme!" I yelled as I reached the door.

"What about breakfast?" Esme called from the kitchen.

"I'll get something at school!" I answered back and opened the door.

"Okay! I love you!" She said as I walked out.

"Love you too!" I said and shut the door.

I walked down the steps and walked down to the bus stop to see Michael sitting there.

I took a deep breath and walked forward to the bench.

I had to face my fears.

Michael looked up from his phone at me and his eyes widened.

"Sophia." He whispered.

"Michael." I nodded at him.

"I'm so so sorry." He said.

"Shut up. I don't want to talk about that." I said.

"Ok." He muttered and went back to playing on his phone.

Angel came skipping down the sidewalk with a tall black haired boy next to her.

"Angel!" I called when she got a few feet away.

She looked up and saw me.

"Soph!" She yelled and dropped the boy's hand so she could run to me.

We hugged and hugged and hugged while the boy got closer.

"You're Sophia?" The boy asked when he got here.

"That's me. You must be Calum." I said while looking at him.

"Yep." He said and Angel went back to his side.

"You better take care of her or I will kill you." I said while pointing at him.

"Don't worry. I won't hurt her." He said.

We talked until the bus arrived and then we got to our seats.

Calum sat with Angel and I while Michael had to sit somewhere else.

I couldn't help but let my eyes wonder to Michael as Calum and Angel were talking.

Michael had on a green,red,blue,and black plaid button up shirt and black skinny jeans with his combat boots.

His hair was messy but it looked cute.

I quickly looked away and shut my eyes when I thought that.

I sighed and then let the rest of the day drag on.

Last Class

I sat in the front of the class and I could feel two pairs of eyes on me.

I looked behind me and saw Michael looking at me and the I looked further and saw Brandon staring at me.

I groaned and tried to focus on the board but I could still feel both pairs of eyes on me.

I was glad when the bell rang signaling the end of the day.

No school tomorrow.

I smiled and then grabbed my bag and went out in the hall.