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On Saturday before dawn, another 212 startles od," he whispers, exhausted and relieved "I’ you from the kitchen If my parents catch rasp my phone harder "I miss you so much"

"How is it possible that it hasn’t even been a week?"

"It feels like a year"

"How are you? What happened with the head? Were you suspended?"

"No She gave me detention, because it’s my first offence But it’s for the entire rows heavier "I’m sorry"

"The suckiest part? The moment that I have detention, you don’t"

It gets a single gluh "I’d take detention over this"

"I know" I soften "How is it? How are your parents?"

"Pissed off Busy They’re running me around everywhere with them, but they can hardly even look at me"

"They’ll co on me, heavier than any other I clutch my necklace for support "Hey…"

"Yeah?"

"Never mind"

"Isla Say it"

"I was just…did your parents know aboutif you ever mentioned me Before all of this" My voice cracks "I’d hate it if that was your ives onna tell the," he finally says "I didn’t want the about you"

I cry in silence "Were you worried that they’d think I’h for you?"

"No No I just wanted to keep you for myself We were in that perfect bubble, you know? Of course they’ll like you"

"I highly doubt that"

"They will They know this is my fault And when the election is over, I’ll tell them all about you How smart you are, and how kind, and--"

"How ambitious? How I have no plans for my future?"

"Isla"