Endgame, Miguel Cazarez Mora

Chapter 6

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Sophia's pov:

"Okay so if you take ab - ac what do you get?" He asked.

I looked at him with a blank stare.

"Miguel im fucking stupid." I said.

"No your not you just don't get it." He replied.

"Ugh i hate this." I groaned.

This was the 4th tutoring session we had done. To be honest, its not working.

"Ive explained it like twelve times!" He said.

"Explain it again!" I replied.

He sighed and started explaining it again.

While he did he kept looking at me and then the paper and I couldn't help but stare into his eyes.

Honestly, they were beautiful.

"Sophia!" He said.

I snapped out of my thoughts.

"Uh- what?" I asked.

"Oh my god your not even listening." He groaned.

He sank back into his chair.

"No no im sorry i just got distracted." I said.

"By what dude? We've left our phones outside of your room so you cant look at notifications, which you don't even get by the way, you don't have friends." He started.

"I have Joy." I said.

"Yeah that's one friend. And also, we've emptied your desk and are sitting on non-roll chairs so you can't turn around and get i interested in your room. How in gods name did you get distracted?" He asked.

"Uhm i uhm.. I don't know." I replied.

"Wait.. Was it me? Did my handsomeness distract you?" He asked sarcastically.

"Handsomeness isn't a word and no." I replied.

"Oh it so was, im gorgeous and you know it." He said.

I gave him a dirty look.

"Just say it." He said.

Something about his tone, the way his eyes glistened in my bedroom lighting, the way he was grinning in sincerity, made me want to tell him.

"Your eyes."

"My eyes?" He asked.

"Yes Mora. Your eyes." I said.

"You think their pretty?" He asked.

"Your eyes are gorgeous." I said.

He smiled.

"Thanks Hansley." He said.

I smiled back.

"Ofcourse your eyes are the only thing pretty about you, your hair you look like a homeless troll doll and your personality is so shit I can't comment one good thing about it." I intercepted.

"Welp, see were back to the old us." He said.

"Was there ever a new us?" I asked.

"Yea, i think somewhere deep down in you there is a part that likes me. And i think i have one of those parts for you aswell." He said.

"Hah you said you like me." I replied.

"Yeah, yeah i did." He said.

"Aww your giving in to it now its not funny." I said.

He grinned.

We heard a timer come from right outside my room.

"Its five." I said.

"Great!" He replied.

He stood up and swung his bag around his shoulder.

We both stood up and i walked him to the front door.

"Bye." I said.

"Bye." He replied.

I closed the door and watched him get into his car.

I got an incoming facetime.

It was Joy.

I picked up.

"Hey!" I said.

"Hey!" She replied.

"How are you?" She asked.

"Oh uhm im fine." I replied.

"Oooh that's not good." She said.

"What's going on? Tell me." She added.

"Ill tell you tomorrow, i gotta go." I said.

"Alright, bye!" She said.

"Bye!" I replied.

I did have time to talk but i just didn't want to.

I knew that if id start talking about it I wouldn't be able to stop and then id accidentally say too much.

Id accidentally tell her how i feel about Miguel, how im starting to maybe not hate him anymore.

Then she'd tell him because she's not used to guys rejecting her but Miguel will reject me and then the tutoring will be really really awkward.

Ugh, why am i feeling this way!?

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