Part 29

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I took a deep breath.

Me; We... meet each other after school. In the classroom. I mean... we do private lessons.

Mia; Excuse me?

Leah; Really? Why?

Me; I'm trying to change. And improve myself.

Leah; And how is he helping you?

Me; What do you mean? He teaches me the subjects I'm not good at.

Leah; Oh.

Mia; And why you didn't tell ME?! I mean... you and Leah weren't talking to each other. But why not me?

Me; I thought it was nothing important.

Mia; Oh really Y/N? REALLY?

Leah; Come on Mia. Trust her.

Mia; Trust her? Oh Y/N I'm just wondering how many things are happening right now and we don't know.

Me; Okay girls l'd apologize but I don't understand why you're getting mad! They're just some shitty lessons!

Mia; They're NOT just lessons and you know it.

Me; What do you mean?

She came one step closer.

Mia; I know you better than anyone Y/N. IF they had been just lessons, AT LEAST you would have mentioned something about it!

Me; Stop it.

Mia; Tell me what's happening.

We were both angry and Leah was looking at us.

Me; What are you trynna say? Marc- Mr Gunnarsen is my teacher!

Shit. I fucked up again.

She got shocked.

Mia; So I'm right... Mr Gunnarsen and you-

Me; STOP. OKAY? Mr Gunnarsen has nothing to do with this.

Mia; Or Mr Gunnarsen is the thing that has changed everything... or no sorry. I mean Marcus, huh?

Me; I got confused okay? I've always been disrespectful. What's your problem now?

Mia; I'm not stupid Y/N. I'll figure it out.

I got furious.

Me; CAN YOU PLEASE SHUT THE FUCK UP AND TRUST ME?

Marcus; Girls?

We turned round and we saw Marcus.

Fuck fuck fuck.

Mia; Oh hey Mr Gunnarsen.

Me; Leave. We're talking.

Marcus; What's happening?

Me; Leave! Now.

Marcus; Let's talk about this at the principal's.

Me; Talk about what?

Marcus; That you're screaming like crazy inside the school and you don't respect your teachers?

Mia was looking at us and she was shy.

I think she wasn't so suspicious anymore.

Me; I don't wanna come.

Marcus; I didn't ask you.

He started walking and I followed him.

We went to the principal's but I didn't see anyone.

He came closer.
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//Annie💛

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