There's No Such Thing As Too Young

"I have so much homework! Can I not get a day off?" Fiona groaned as we walked out of the school grounds, tipping her head back and dragging her feet.

"The sooner you do it, the sooner you can come round mine!" I exclaimed, linking my arm through hers.

I was in a good mood today, nobody had said a word to me.

I recieved a few looks, but overall it was a good day!

I'd even had an apple for lunch!

"But I don't want to do it!" She moaned, leaning her head on my shoulder.

"I'll hel- oh my god." I muttered, stopping still and making Fiona almost trip.

"What's wrong?" She asked, lifting her head.

"Wait here." I muttered, removing my arm and leaving her next to the gate.

"What the hell are you doing here? Are you stalking me?" I asked, my voice high as I walked over to Mike.

"No! I just happened to be here, enjoying the sight." He said, looking me up and down as he leant against the hood of his car.

I dragged him to the side, he yelped when I pinched him.

"What going on? You can't just show up here! It looks weird, like you're spying on teenagers!"

"Okay, okay. There's a reason I'm here though, I promise." He defended, leaning against the passenger side of his car.

"Yeah, what's that?" I asked crossing my arms, and ignoring the eyes on Mike and I.

"Millie? What's going on? Who's this creep?" Fiona asked, rushing over and standing behind me.

"Hey!" Mike yelled, looking at her.

"What do you want then?" I asked, ignoring Fiona.

"Right, Pierce The Veil are playing a show here, in town, tomorrow night. I just wondered if you wanted to come." Mike wondered, leaning forward towards me.

"I don't know..." I started, but Fiona nudged me in the back.

I turned around to glare at her.

"Please! Your little creature of friend can come too!" Mike begged, widening his brown eyes.

"Asshole." Fiona muttered, and I stifled a giggle.

"Fine, but do we have to be in the crowd?"

"Nah, you can watch from the side stage, or my lap, it's your choice." Mike chuckled, and I scoffed.

"Dream on, but fine, where is it?" I wondered, feeling butterflies at the comment he just made.

"I'll pick you both up from your house tomorrow, will your parents be okay with it?"

"She-." Fiona went to speak, but I reached back and pinched her.

No way was she spilling my secrets.

"They'll be fine, what time?" I answered, looking at Mike who had his eyebrows raised.

"About Five? Is that okay? Will it give you time to get ready?"

"Yeah, look, we need to go, I'll see you later." I said, pushing Fiona to walk.

"Wait!" Mike called, and I turned around.

"Wha-" I didn't have time to finish my question, because long, tattooed arms wrapped around me.

Mike was hugging me.

I hesitantly hugged him back, breathing in his musky scent.

I pulled away after a few moments.

"Bye, Millie." He smiled, brushing my hair away from my face.

"Bye." I replied, waving as I walked away with Fiona.

I heard him get back into his car, and shut the door.

"How do you know him? Isn't he a little old?" Fiona asked, linking our arms again.

"It's a long story." I laughed, starting the daily journey to Starbucks for my tea.

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