millie's pov
it's been a few days since court day and i'm slowly getting better. it's now tuesday which means i'm at home doing work.
i finished my work and i'm working on this calendar/journal thing i made i call it emotion tracking. i would cross out the day if i didn't cut and then i would write down how i feel.
my longest record is still 3 days and im hoping to get it up to a week.
"what chu doing?" i hear finn ask as i look to my left
"finnie!" i run over to hug him as he hugs back
"you're in a good mood" he kisses my temple as i smile
"look look" i drag him to look at the calendar
"yeah what am i looking?" he asks as i lean my head on his shoulder
"it's a emotion tracking thing i made. i would write down my emotions everyday and if i didn't cut that day i would cross the date out. my longest record is 3 days!" i explained happily
"i'm proud of you" he whispers, hugging me
"anyways what are you doing here" i ask confused
"well um i may or may not have forgot everything i learnt in english so maybe you could help me?" he asks as i laugh
"sure, come on" i drag him to my work
"okay. we're learning on how to write good essays. so pick a topic and write, i'll correct it for you when it's done. 2000 words by the way" i explain as he nods
"wait so i can pick any topic in the world?"
"yes baby boy, any topic" i roll my eyes playfully, starting on mine also
my essay was about life. different perspectives about life. how people are afraid of a lot of things in it. i titled it; the game of life.
i look over to finn and he looks very concentrated in his writing, he had his tongue slightly slipped out on the corner of his mouth as his eyes scan the paper below him.
"theodore what are you writing? you look so concentrated" i chuckle
"you" he shrugs
"me? you're writing about me?" i laugh as he nods
"duh" he smirks as i shake my head playfully
after about an hour we finally finish our essays. i finish looking over mine and i put mine in my bag. i wait for finn to finish so i could look over his.
"i swear if this is some cheesy shit" i grab his essay as he laughs
i read over the essay and it really was some cheesy shit.
"did you really have to write down bobby?" i roll my eyes playfully as he hugs me
"mhm" he hums
"ugh i hate you" i groan
"well i love you" he whispers as i smile
