He looked at me and raised his eyebrows.
“Is it fate that wants to see us together?”- he said with his irritating voice.
“What a fate,” - I whispered to myself.- “If fate is so cruel, I’d rather die than have to be with you or even have to listen to your voice.”
“Wow, you’re as cruel as always. Is it that you will never fall for my charms?” - he said with a wink - admit that you like me and that you are dying to kiss me. “
“Woah, calm down, casanova” - I looked at him as he frowned- “you should stop sleeping with so many girls,” - I said.
“Why?” - he asked- “Don’t tell me you’re jealous.” - He nudged me.
“No, I don’t say it for that,” I said seriously. This boy irritates me-,, “I say it because they are eating your neurons. Remember that you need them to pass the class, “- I said.
And that was my turn to raise my eyebrows.
“By the way. I remind you that I don’t like you at all. So don’t talk to me. Could ya? Thanks!” - I looked at him sharply.
He smiled sideways.- “Well, if you want to” - he shrugs and raises his hands- “I won’t bother you anymore.”
I look forward, and it was true. The teacher had arrived and was looking at us with a serious expression. “Fuck,” I whispered.
“I’m serious” - he said - “Only that Emma told me that she has to talk to both of us, whether you want to or not, we will go home together.”
“Of course not,” - I said, refusing.
“I believe I’m older and taller, so you gotta listen to me” - I don’t let him finish the sentence.
“Look” - I raised my voice a little and hit the desk with my hand.
A few people in the classroom stopped talking and turned to see us. - “What are you looking at? - I asked them, and they turned around, minding their business.- “Let’s see, William, what are you saying? You’re not the one to say who or how I’m leaving. I’m going home with Andrew and Yury, the end of the story. Not because you’re taller and a year older than me, that means you can dictate me.”
“I said what I said” - he looked forward and turned to see me again - “and you better relax because the teacher has already arrived.”
I heard a sly giggle. I turned around and saw William holding back the urge to laugh out loud. I made sure that no one was watching us, and I stomped on his foot, causing him to stop laughing and gasp in pain. He looked at me, asking why; I just ignored it and dedicated myself to paying attention to whatever the professor was explaining.
“Is something wrong, Miller?” - said the teacher.
“No, nothing is happening” - I forced a smile - “everything is fine.”
“I hope so,” - he said.
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Classes had finished, and I was outside waiting for Yury. Andrew texted that his mom picked him up. I didn’t want to go with William, even if my mom made me. I’m already eighteen years old, and even though I live with her, I should at least make my own decisions. I looked down at my boots; strangely, they are still intact; I have had them since I was thirteen; the fact that I have not grown since then would explain the fact that they still fit me.
I heard the sound of a horn that brought me out of my thoughts. I looked up, and it was William in his navy blue convertible.
I decided to call her to see if that is how I at least find her. Standing outside , waiting was not very comfortable to say.
“Hey, little one, what are you waiting for? Come on, let’s go,” - He shouts.
I approached his car- “You know I will not go with you, Yury will come for me in a few minutes, you can go” - I returned to the place where I was standing.
“Come on, little one, it’s late, and you know it, I doubt she’s still nearby the area. He was right. I had more than half an hour waiting for her; I didn’t see her leave, although I don’t think she left without saying goodbye to me.
“Hello? Elias?” - At last, she had answered me.