Michael Pov

It was Anastasia. Her eyes were still wide from seeing me. Her brown eyes threatening to let tears spill from them. Her raw cheeks. We looked at each other for a minute, as she attempted to get herself together.

"Are you okay Anastasia?" She quickly shook her head. "What happened?" She averted her eyes to the car parked in front of us. She avoided my stare and I sighed. I patted her left thigh and she looked at me.

"Ana, why are you crying?" She started fiddling with her fingers and looked up at me. Her lips were in a small pout as she looked at me. She looked like a little child who did not get what they want. I chuckled, lightly, to myself at the view.

"I'm fine, it's just that... I'm just in shock, that's all." She whispered. "Mr. Jack-" I cut her off. "Call me Michael, Ana." I said with a wink. Her cheeks were blushed with red. "Well, Michael" she started with a giggle. "What are you doing here... You know... At this time?" She said looking at her watch. "I'm not a teenager like a little someone!" I teased. She lightly smacked my thigh, but playfully. "That's not funny." She stated. I laughed in her face.

We finally went inside and got some ice cream. We talked for a while and it was quite interesting. We were talking about the song she was singing during class the other day.

"You know I searched up the song yesterday?" I said while eating my ice cream. She looked at me full of confusion. "The birds by that group." She shook her head. "What group?" She asked while dipping into her birthday cake ice cream. "You know... By the weeknd..." She stared at me and laughed.

"What's so funny?" I said trying to hold back a laugh. "The weeknd" she giggled. "Is only one person!" She was laughing even harder by this point. I gave her a playful glare and she slowly calmed down. She wiped her eyes from the tearing of her eyes. "I'm sorry." She said with a tired laugh.

We were actually having a good time. Both of us were enjoying each others presence. We connected on a lot of things but we had a fair amount of un common things. We actually debated on who the best person of each genre is and when we were finished we just laughed in each other's face. "This was really fun.." Anastasia said while laughing. "We should do this some other time.?" I looked at her with nervous eyes but her face remained soft and her smile spread wide. " So how about we meet here, every Thursday?" Ana suggested. I nodded. "Yeah, that would be nice.

While we were laughing and giggling for an hour or so, my phone started ringing. I looked at Anastasia and she mouthed "go answer it" I nodded without checking the caller id. "Hello."

"Hey baby!" Stephanie's voice rang from the other side. I sighed. "Hello Stephanie." "What are you up to Michael?" I looked to Anastasia who was currently busy on her phone. I smiled and returned back to my conversation. "So, my Aunt Jilia-" I cut her off. "Um Stephanie, can I call you back?" She quietly stuttered. "Okay, talk to you later, bye." I hung up quickly.

Once I looked up from my phone I caught up with Anastasia's gaze. She looked at her phone and frowned. "I think we should be going, it's kind of late." She said. I nodded. We threw out our now empty ice cream cups and headed outside. "Bye Mr- I mean Michael." I waved to her and sighed as she left. "Bye beautiful" and with that I left and headed home.

Anastasia Pov

Once I got home, it was 10:06. I sighed knowing I'll be reprimanded by my father. I quietly opened the door with the keys and saw darkness. I stepped in more into the room, but I heard screaming coming from downstairs. It sounded a lot like my father. "Why is he down there?" I asked.

I quietly tip toed down the stairs and saw my father, on the phone, angrily pulling his hair. "Stop calling here!" He yelled. I was a little taken back because my father was always so gentle when he talked. "You left us!" He yelled. I saw eyes threatening to fall from his eyes. "Do you not remember what you did to Ana, my fucking first child?!" He said pacing back and forth. Before he turned toward my direction, I jogged up the stairs as fast as I can.

I walked to my room and sighed. I plopped my ass on the bed and laid down. I just stared at the wall as time passed. I decided to get up and take a relaxing bath. I threw water fizz things in the water and watched it turn pink. I undressed and stepped in the tub. Before that, I turned on my playlist and sat there. The warm, silky water in tensed my whole body, as I sighed in relief.

Michael Pov

I got home like half an hour ago. I knew I had to return Stephanie's call or else she'll be angry with me. I retrieved my phone from my pocket and dial her number, on the 3rd ring, she answers.

"Hello?" She croaks. I frown at her tone. "Stephanie, are you crying?" I said while leaning back in the couch. "Uh- uh no, it's nothing, don't worry about it." She said with a light chuckle. "Girl, are you su-" "I SAID DROP IT MICHAEL!" Her tone did not sit well with me but I knew she was angry... For some type of reason. "Baby, I'm sorry I'm ju-" "Stephanie, it's fine, I promise." I chuckled. She cleared her throat and laughed.

"So about my Aunt Jilians wedding is coming up, do you want to go?" I smiled. "Of course I will, when is it?" I heard her run, to what seemed like a calendar and found the date. "March 23, at 8-12." I mentally rolled my eyes. "A Thursday?" I asked. "Yeah, what's wrong?" She asked me. "Stephanie, I can't go. I-i have to work and get my projects together."

I hope she bought the lie. I couldn't tell her that I'm going to spend time with my student. I heard her suck her teeth. "Can't you do that later?" She asked like a spoil brat. "I'm sorry Stephanie, I'm just caught up, please understand." I pleaded. She let out a harsh breath. "Fine, whatever Michael. I'll talk to you later." She hung up. I sighed and continued on with my night.