Mila
After practice is over, I head to the front of the school to wait for mom and dad. But, as soon as I exit the school, I see Milo and David leaving with their parents.
“MILO! DAVID! WAIT!” I shout at them, running to make sure they don’t wait for me too long.
“Hey Mila, sorry for the scare. Are you okay?” Milo asks.
I am so angry at him. This is not the kind of behavior I expect from someone who will be guarding me. Of course, be protective, but shift in the middle of the school? Without too much thinking, I just punch him.
“Ouch! What was that for?!” Milo asks.
“Don’t EVER do that again!” I yell at him.
Then, I hug David and thank him for being with me and helping me keep calm.
“Look, I know it would be hard, but I need to talk to the two of you. Would it be okay if you could
