2 One

My name is Page Huton.

In the eyes of everyone I have a perfect life: my mother is a lawyer and my father is the head of a company, so they are hardly ever at home, so it means that I can throw a party whenever I want and they would never know. I have a boyfriend for almost three years, his name is Max Levy and he is the captain of the football team at school, my group of friends and I get together every Thursday and have a sleepover at my house. Everything is going smoothly. Everyone thinks that I am perfect and I have a perfect life.

That's how I thought it was, I thought I was very lucky, I was happy in the world that I had built for myself and for the people around me, until she arrived, she appeared as if by magic, stealing everything I loved and everything in it. that I trusted. Annie Smith.

The bell of the first hour rang giving notice to the students and teachers of the school establishment that each one should occupy their classrooms, be in classes and leave the hallways, bathrooms, patios and other areas of the school.

I greeted my boyfriend with a kiss on the cheek when I said goodbye to him since the teachers were very serious and firm in respecting one of the school rules which was "No kisses between couples" so we respected this rule. After saying goodbye I headed to literature class while he took another path to his math class. We promised to get together for lunch even though we ate at separate tables because my friends didn't like Max's friends, the idiotic soccer players, the typical very blond or very brown Americans who thought that having a jacket was synonymous with immunity and superiority .

I hang my backpack on my shoulder and walk to the classroom where, a few steps before class, I passed Erika, my best friend since elementary school.

"Page, how's everything?" He asks me, hugging me around the waist.

Erika is an outgoing girl, who likes to make friends, hug and have a lot of physical contact. He is not materialistic and he always wears jeans with a sweatshirt, that has been his style for a while. She doesn't have a boyfriend, as her brother, Christian, has been put into security guard mode, and won't let her go out anywhere unless it's with friends he already knows or with Erika's group of friends. Their father abandoned them when they were little and their mother only went from one house to another, from hers to those of her friends; She was never at home and she did not worry about taking care of her children, so I understand that her brother is always taking care of her, no more people were needed who could bring a bad taste to their lives.

"Well, luckily, with my heart in my mouth from the literature exam." She smiled nervously.

Yes, I study, but the teacher always insists on putting super specific questions and instructions on the exams. In the previous exam we had to read the first Don Quixote book, he gave us several weeks to prepare. On the day of the test, he gave us some somewhat complicated instructions, one of them said: "What color was the fruit that hung from the third tree that Don Quixote and Sancho Panza passed through on the third day they left their town?" It is an exaggeration obviously, but you already understand, your questions are heavy.

-Do not worry about it. They told me it's easy.

Erika has curly black hair, brown eyes, a nose piercing and a smile that could make anyone fall in love. Even I will like women. Although I admit that I did like him on one occasion; We were going to a party and she had a red dress. Don't blame me.

We sat in our seats leaving the backpack on the side of the chair, when I see that the teacher had not arrived yet, it was weird because he was always punctual, but I suppose he will be in the bathroom or something. Sitting waiting, I notice that my cell phone vibrates in the pocket of my jeans. I get it out by noticing that the teacher has not arrived and I open the message that has just arrived.

Erika smiles and walks into the classroom with me. "I just wanted to give you confidence," he says while winking at me.

"Good luck on the exam, precious. Even though I know you don't need it ♡"

-Max.

He smiled and put the cell phone away just in time when the teacher enters the classroom, followed by a girl behind him, she is brown, has green eyes behind black frame glasses, beige sweater and loose jeans. She is very cute, although she looks nervous and small.

-Who? We are from last year.- I say frowning.

The teacher sits regardless of whether Annie speaks or determines a place for her to sit. Usually he doesn't care about his students, but this time it was clear that Annie's presence made him uncomfortable.

The girl just makes a face that looks like a smile and moves her legs until she reaches a place next to me that is free because my partner, Alexa, skipped this class.

"Hi," I greet her kindly. "I'm Page Huton." I extend my hand and she smiles at me, but I notice she's very nervous. "Do you speak English?" I ask him in Spanish.

"Yes," he whispers. I just smile and look ahead waiting for the teacher to give us the exams.

Annie was going to take the exam since she said that she had already read "Don Quixote de la mancha" at school in Mexico some years ago. So we all fix our eyes on the paper on the table.

(...)

The bell rings after having put all the exams on the teacher's desk, so I start putting my things in my backpack, the test was not that complicated, it was fine.

Putting away my notebooks, I see Peter Sanderson, Max's friend and teammate on the soccer team, sticking gum in Annie's hair.

"Go back to your black country." He says laughing and celebrating his achievement with his friend, one more idiot on the soccer team.

I turn around looking at the teacher and he just raises his arms, I roll his eyes and I see that Annie tries to see the lock where the gum was hit. "Oh no dear," I say and go over to her to see the gum. "Come on, let's go to the bathroom and I'll help you."

She took my backpack while she held hers and called Erika with her hand to come closer to us. - I'm going to the bathroom with Annie. After that see you in chemistry class.

"Sure, if you need anything, tell me." She smiles at Annie.

(...)

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In the bathroom Annie saw the gum with watery eyes in the mirror.

"Oh no, we'll get it out, don't worry," I say as I take out a scissors and she steps back. "A gum won't come out of your hair, I have to cut your lock of it."

She looks at me and nods. I take the scissors out of my holster and separate all the hair I can to cut the minimum and necessary.

"We have my sick grandmother here," she says.

"Why did they come here?" I say while doing my homework, referring to the country.

"I'm sorry to hear that," I say sincerely as I cut the lock. "Ready, hardly noticeable."

"Thank you," she says as she takes her hair and straightens it, looking at herself in the mirror. Finally he takes his things while I put the scissors in my holster and close the backpack. -Goodbye.

"Wait ... Annie," I call her. "Today with my friends we have a sleepover." It is every Thursday. I was wondering if you want to go.

She hated that everyone looked at her weird for being Latina. There was no problem inviting her to the sleepover today as it was always at my house and my friends weren't racists.

"Of course, I'll give you my number so I'll send you the address."

"Sure," she says, taking out her cell phone.

"Sure ... although I have to ask my mom first."