The breakup came out of nowhere, literally. You two were lying together in his room, laughing at dumb jokes. The next second he brought it up and ended it.

The next day at school was rough. You two were lab partners, great. You sat at the table, keeping your head in your notebook.

Miller walked into class, with none other than Clara Grant hanging off his shoulder. He let her go and sat next to you, that fuckass lollipop in his mouth like always.

Clara and her friend Lexie were giggling in the back of the class, with a brief mention of Miller between the two.

Miller grabbed his homework from his backpack, realizing he hadn’t done it. He was supposed to do it with you.

He groaned, rubbing his temples before turning to you. He knew you were mad, even if you tried to seem fine. You were closed off, it wasn’t usual.

“Hey… can you help me?” Miller awkwardly asked, rubbing the back of his neck. He looked hopeful, thinking there was a slim chance.

“Please? I’ll get you into the movies for free again,” He offered, something he used to do before.

He always offered people to get in for free if they did something for him. And right now he needed the answers, desperately.