my first | mileven

22.

EL'S POV

i'm out of the hospital! i'm so excited! now the house is currently not in good shape for living since it's a mess and it's not under my name so the lawyer is trying to change that along with getting my money back.

so i am living in max's dorm for now. she has a big bed so we can sleepover every night till i have my place back.

i would stay with mike but he lives with lucas and i don't want to intrude.

now, i'm heading to english since i have scheduled my counselling session during art since that class is not as important.

i would do it in the afternoon but i'm hanging with mike later. he says he has news for me.

i'm walking with dustin because we have class together and will and lucas are doing something which i forgot.

i was too busy staring at mike during breakfast because he is very pretty. i don't think people normalise calling boys pretty.

it's always handsome.

but mike is just so pretty. i took a picture of him when he wasn't looking because of it. he was looking off and his face is just beautiful.

his features and his smile when he doesn't even realise he's smiling.

"thinking of mike?" dustin asks as i hum and turns to face him, "no."

"really? you have the exact same face as he does when he talks about you." he points out as i gasp quietly, "he talks about me?" that's so cute! i never thought someone would talk about me.

i've always dreamt of it though. where someone found me interesting enough to tell me about others.

"all the time. it's kind of annoying but everyday he has something new to say which is kind of interesting." he says.

"like what?" i tilt my head.

"like how you smile when food comes. or that you talk about the random things. or that you got yelled at by a lady at the store because you wouldn't shut up." he says and i giggle quietly, "she was mean. i was only complimenting the stuff in the store."

he chuckles and nods as we enter the classroom.

"hey el?" ms lucile calls for me as i look at dustin with a nod.

he smiles and heads to the back table to save me a seat.

"yes?" i ask ms lucile as i head towards her.

we talk behind her desk so no one would hear. "i was just wondering if you're okay. after i last saw you, i didn't see you again. and what happened to your cheek and lips, darling?"

i take a deep breath. it's okay to tell her. i told mike and the party and it was okay.

"my uncle hit me." i whisper.

she gasps, holding my shoulders, "oh my god, are you—"

"i was in the hospital for a few days but i'm okay now. thanks for your concern." i say softly.