"Miley!" Oliver yelled at me. "Come back!" I ran through the hallways and didn't stop. "What's wrong?" I didn't reply. I got to my locker and quickly opened it. I grabbed my stuff and slammed the door closed. He caught up with me. "Miley, what is wrong?" I ignored him and walked fast to my first class.
I don't know why I was taking it out on Oliver, but I just needed to be alone. He walked in the classroom after me, but got kicked out by my teacher. "Oliver Oken, this is not your classroom. Unless you need to talk to me, please get out." Mrs. Valskey said. I glanced back at him before he left. He looked sad.
Why would I make the guy I like sad? I felt really bad now. Johnny came up to me. "Hey Miley, how are you?" I looked up at him. I had really liked him once. Johnny had milk chocolate skin that looked so soft and brown puffy hair. I set my books down. "I am fine." I sat down at my desk and he sat next to me.
"You look sad."
"I am."
"What happened?"
"A lot has happened. I just found out that I like Oliver as more than a friend, but he is dating that Serena girl. And Lilly has been acting like she has known Serena forever and they are best friends. She didn't even chase after me when I ran away."
"But Oliver did." Johnny pointed out.
"Your right, but he likes me as a friend."
"How do you know that?"
"Because he is dating Serena and he always looks at her with goo goo eyes. He has never given me that look."
"Or maybe you never noticed."
Mrs. Valskey got in front of the class. "Everyone to your seats please. We are beginning." Right when she was about to start, Ayasha ran in. "I am sorry, ma'am. Awenasa was robbed." Mrs. Valskey looked baffled. "Awenasa?" Ayasha took her seat next to me. "Awenasa means my home." Mrs. Valskey smiled. "I am glad we have you in our class. I love learning new words of different languages. I am so sorry about your house dear."
Ayasha smiled back. "Thank you ma'am. Nothing was stolen though, my nekoma, grandmother, got the guy." Mrs. Valskey got out her teacher book and replied, "Good, I am glad to hear that. Now class is beginning."
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Oliver, Lilly, and Serena sat next to each other at lunch. "Where is Miley?" Lilly asked.
"I don't know, I chased her to her class this morning but Mrs. Valskey said to get out." Oliver replied. Lilly played with her ravioli.
"Why was she mad this morning?" Serena asked.
Oliver looked at Lilly because he didn't know the answer. Lilly looked up at them. "I don't know," she lied. Oliver just happened to look at the window of the lunchroom doors to see that Miley was looking in at them. She looked so sad. Then she looked at the ground and walked away.
"I will um…be right back." Oliver said and walked out the doors to find Miley.
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I looked through the window of the lunchroom doors and saw Oliver and Lilly sitting at a table with Serena. I was sad; I wanted it to be like old times, but for me and Oliver to be dating. I seemed to like him more than ever now. I looked at the ground and walked away.
I heard someone walking fast toward me, so I looked back. It was Oliver. Had he seen me looking at him? Had he noticed the love in my eyes? I started walking faster trying to lose him. The bell rang and everyone ran to class. Oliver, Lilly, and I had free period. I didn't know if Serena did too. I was in the hallway alone now, so I thought I lost Oliver. Then I heard someone said my name. "Miley."
I turned around. "I have been looking everywhere for you, what is wrong?" Oliver said. He cared for me, I could tell. I walked up to him, getting pretty close.
"I love you, that is what's wrong." I can't believe I said that. Why did I tell him? It was like the words spilled out of my mouth. He leaned in; he was going to kiss me. I thought he was with Serena? I wanted to kiss him so bad. I closed my eyes and just let our lips meet. It was wonderful. My molecules danced inside me. It felt so much like a dream.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and he grabbed my waist. I opened my mouth a little bit, inviting his tongue in. He slipped his tongue in my mouth now, and we made-out. It felt like forever. Out of nowhere someone said "Oliver?" in a surprised voice. We pulled away. When I saw who it was, all I could think was 'oh no.'