Maya's P.O.VThe elevator door finally flung open, and Ethan stood there, his daws bristly and jutting. He glanced at me without the slightest flicker or awareness whatsoever, which shows me that our separation didn't affect him as much as it did to me.Of course, why would he remember someone that he barely dated for a few weeks?Unlike me, he had thousands of girls lined up and waiting to be his next interest, so why would he be upset about losing someone as insignificant as me?I didn't know why, but I suddenly felt the urge to cry. I bit down on my lips to stop any tears that were about to come out. Maybe I was just overwhelmed with everything and exhausted from traveling. All I wanted was to go back, sit on my table, finish assignments, and drink a warm cup of milk tea - what I've been doing my whole life.As Ms. Wilson did a final count and made us do our final reflections of the trip, she reminded us that our final exam would be about this trip and a Movable Feast.If it were a
Maya's P.O.VThere were moments in life where I suddenly felt as if the world was slowly disappearing right in front of my eyes. Or was it just me that was fading away. All I wanted to do was just run away from everyone and be by myself.For weeks on end, I try to bury myself in endless amounts of work and assignments to forget the pain, but it wasn't easy. No matter how many million times I try not to remind myself, the pain was real.Apart from going to school, I try to leave my room as much as possible when needed for tasks such as getting groceries, dry cleaning, and gas station. I spent most of my time in school hidden in the library. With the semester coming to an end, I threw myself entirely into finals. With myself in complete shut down from the world, I rarely thought about Ethan when I was studying.Even if I were at home, I'd still viciously study to keep my mind away from him. But then when it was time for me to sleep, no matter how hard I refused to think about him, whene
Maya's P.O.VAs everyone tried to make it into class before the teacher noticed that they were late, I watched as Ethan took a seat at the table next to mine.He was merely five feet away and facing my direction."We have a new student today," our teacher introduced, "come in, Celine."In walked a beautiful girl, probably Latin, with high cheekbones and an admirable shyness to her. She had the right physique and hair to have guys waiting in line for her, which only made me even more insecure. Not only did I have Leighton to worry about, but now I had Celine to look out for."Nice to meet you," she said and waved at the class, her perfect crimson hair resting right above her shoulder.I could see a few guys whispering amongst each other, most likely discussing who was going to call dibs on her. Swallowing the lump rising in my throat, I looked over to see if Ethan was one of those guys.Ethan sat quietly for a brief moment appearing unaffected by the goddess that just walked into the r
Ethan's P.O.VWe spend the next few days talking on the phone, texting and seeing each other at school whenever we can. Between football practice, studying, and spending time with Maya, you could say that my schedule was full to the maximum.During the week, I'd focus on football practice and she'd study her cute ass off for finals, and during the weekend, we'd come together and talk about our week.My only motivation to get through the week was because, during the weekends, I could spend the whole day with Maya instead of seeing her for only a few hours. It was like our weekly routine.It was currently Saturday and the first thing I do when I wake up is dial Maya's phone, eager to see her."Good morning," a cute sleepy voice croaks out."Come over with me," I asked her through the phone."To do what?""We can do anything," I said, "as long as it includes a bed.""What can we do that requires a bed?" She asked."For starters, we can watch a movie together.""I like the sound of that,"
Maya's P.O.VI woke up to the sound of my alarm, ready to start another week of school. I take a second to shed the sleep from my brain, my eyes greeted by the sunlight.Not wanting to wake up, I decided to burrow myself into the soft sheets for a little longer.Along with going to school, attempting to keep up with my social life, and spending time with Ethan, it was safe to say I felt as if my life was starting to come together - which nonetheless, was a good thing.The alarm rings, telling me to get my lazy bum off the bed and ready for school. Apart from not wanting to be late, my other motivation to get out of bed was the fact that I could see Ethan at school.From upstairs, I could hear the metallic clatter of pots and pans, indicating that Mom was making breakfast. Another fifteen minutes or so of getting ready, I take a final check of approval by looking at myself in the mirror and head downstairs for breakfast."Orange juice, milk, or water?" My dad asked, his head peering ou
Ethan's P.O.VOnce the bell rang, the first thing that came to my mind was seeing Maya after school. It has turned into a sort of routine that we've created. It didn't matter if we were hanging out or not, a minute of seeing her face and a goodbye was all I need before I had to endure half a day without her.The principal's assistant knocks on the door. "Ethan Morrison to the principal's office please."My friends all laughed at me. I repetitively cussed them out and didn't care what they thought about it. Great, now I was going to be late to see Maya.Pushing through the crowds of people, I try to get there as fast as I could so I could leave quickly. Once I entered the room, I see our principal resting his elbows against the desk, eyebrows raised at my appearance.He takes out a piece of paper from under his desk.ATTENDANCE RECORD"It's come to my attention that you've missed quite a lot of classes," Mr. Hendrickson said.He was our school principal, which meant that when there was
Ethan's P.O.VThe excitement was written all over her eyes as I cup her jaw, brushing her soft skin with my thumb.My chest tightens at her expression and every part of me is aching for her. I leaned in close, leaving a trail of kisses on her neck. Her eyes hesitantly rake over me as I press up against her.She turns over to face me. "God, I'm so wet."Dragging my shirt off my body and dropping it on the floor, I hungrily reconnect my mouth with hers, her hand gliding over my chest. I can't waste a single second.The heat, hunger, and horniness in her eyes make my heart pound. Instead of moving closer to me as I had expected, she stood up and faces me."I want to please you," she whispers.I let out a heavy breath — almost a grunt — and my parts ache with anticipation as she starts touching me.She goes on her knees and opens my leg apart, sliding in between them. She places her mouth dangerously close to me and then opens in pleasure.Keeping eye contact, I look at her and pure ecsta
Instead of doing the usual studying, I spent all weekend too busy being angry at Ethan to do anything productive.When I wasn't thinking about being angry about Ethan, I was busy missing him.If it was a few months ago, I would be fine not texting Ethan for weeks on end. Actually, we didn't even text for seventeen years until months ago.Now, he was a big part of my daily routine. Whether it was the weekdays or weekends, receiving a message from him always made me happier.Not to say that he didn't send me any texts over the weekend, because he did. A lot actually.He sent me hundreds of texts saying he was sorry and that he wasn't going to go to Celine's house anymore, and it took me all I had to ignore every single one of them. I made sure to read his texts to show him that I've seen his messages but do not want to reply.Yes, I am at that level of pety.Maybe I went a little overboard but he needed to know that I didn't like it when he went to another girl's house. Okay, it was to