Key: (BOLD + Italic is the Character's Inner Thoughts)

Milo POV

Today was the first day of school and I was so excited (just kidding, I was begging for this day to end the minute I woke up). The only thing I was excited for was to see Archie again, it's been a long time since I've seen my best friend (the last time we saw each other he was forcing me to get a 'hot date' on tinder, and trust me that did not end well). 

Making my way downstairs to grab a sandwich for breakfast (I was late as usual, but it's not my fault that perfection takes a long time), I was met with two options, 1- go in the kitchen and face my mom (who was a major bitch most days), or 2- make a run for it. So that's how I found myself walking to school while texting Archie about how much I hate my life. 

I (finally) made it 20 minutes later and found myself standing next to my best friend in our school's shitty parking lot (looking like I was run over about 3 times by a bulldozer on the way there and just a little more dead on the inside than usual). 

I was sure of three things at this point, 1- I hated everybody and everything, 2- I was gonna murder Archie for thinking my pain was funny (it really wasn't, it was more tragic than anything Shakespeare could ever write or think of), and 3- I was 100% sure I was in love with the new black haired boy who I just saw about 2 minutes ago (God he was soooo hot). 

I knew I could never be with him because 1- he would never date an awkward dude like me, 2- I'm pretty sure he was already taken by the brunette next to him and 3- the second point probably meant that he was straight (sigh, why was my life so hard?). Archie (being the asshole he is) decided to pull me away from my depressing thoughts about me being a single gay forever and dying next to my 50 puppies and kittens because there was no way tall, dark and handsome was going to notice me.....ever.

 So as I made my way through the busy halls (ignoring the gossiping and the crying and the hugging and the gross making out around me, as well as Archie going on about his new crush of the week) I made a mental promise to myself that I would not go after tall, dark and handsome at all this whole school year, nope I was not interested in him at all starting from this minute, this year I would focus on my studi-......fuck.

Why does God hate me? I mean I must have dated Hitler and done something horrible in a past life or something like that to deserve this level of injustice from the universe. Just as I was about to get over him (okay maybe not completely over him, just kinda over him), the universe decided to punish me for something I haven't even done yet by having tall, dark and handsome (looking every bit his name) sitting in the chair next to mine in my (our now) history class.

Now, I was completely calm, not panicking at all and I was definitely not frozen in the doorway dividing my time between looking for escape routes or hoping the ground would swallow me whole and kill me now. Abruptly I was pushed from the doorway by the last of the (rude) students walking in, so I decided instead of standing here like a coward I should probably go to my seat before the teacher calls me out and I draw even more, unnecessary attention to myself. 

I really didn't wanna embarrass myself any further in front of Mr tall, dark, handsome and my future (by future I mean hopefully sometime this century if not this decade) boyfriend (and by boyfriend I mean, never gonna happen so stop being an idiot and thirsting over him Milo). So I walked towards my seat and sat down (never once looking at/making eye contact with Mr unfairly hot). 

As the class went on I started feeling hotter and hotter, and this lead to me wondering if the temperature suddenly increased to like 50 degrees or something? (Nope I checked the thermometer on the wall next to the Mr Fall's head and it said 10 degrees, so apparently me feeling all hot and bothered was because of Mr stud muffin next to me........anddd I can't believe I said that).

 The rest of the class consisted of me taking my coat off (the heat was becoming unbearable and defiantly getting to my head), listening to Mr Fall's heavily British accented voice as he droned on about historical events (he himself was practically ancient, I wouldn't be surprised if he actually lived through some of these). When the class finally finished I packed my stuff up faster than the flash and tried to make a run for it (notice how I said tried,....yup you guessed it folks I was not successful at all, because apparently the universe wants me to fail miserably in life and never be happy).

"Wait" I instantly froze as I felt Mr Mysterious grab my arm to stop me from bolting, now this might sound clique, but I could literally feel the fucking sparks between us (and it felt like a warm hug or like drinking hot chocolate after having thrown a couple of snowballs on your best friend's face during a snowball fight). 

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and turned around, "umm yes, how can I help you" I inwardly cringed at my stupid bitch self, but quickly stopped when I saw him having a hint of a smile on his face. "You're Milo right" I nodded at him and gestured for him to continue. 

"Well Mr Fall said to ask you for some of last year's notes because they're related to this year's topics as well, I hope you don't mind though, it's just that I'm new and I knew that this would happen because the lady at the front desk warned me when I was choosing my subjects, but I love history and I wanted to take it and I'm really sorry for bothering you and I'm probably rambling so I'm gonna stop talking now."

My jaw was hanging wide open, I was speechless (and I probably looked like an idiot, but I didn't care), he....he was too cute and precious for this world and if anybody had something to say about my boyfriend then I'm gonna fight them. "Well I don't have my notes now, but if it's okay with you we can meet up at my house or I could come to yours and give them to you later?"

I was secretly hoping he would pick the second option because I didn't want to expose his godly self to the women who was supposed to be my mother (not that she deserved that title), "you can come to my house if you'd like?" I nodded my head (in a cool and calm way of course) and mentally cheered at this, oh I couldn't wait to tell Archie that I, Milo, dork and weirdo supreme managed to go to a hot as fuck guy's house on the first day (even if it was for school).

 He was going to be so proud of me, and now I wouldn't have to go on that blind date Archie set up for me with the diner lady's (I'm pretty sure her name is Susan) son (he's not even cute, he more annoying than he is ugly, not that I would ever tell Susan that, if I did then she would probably stop giving us free cheesy fries and I cannot and will not risk those, it will always be fries before guys).

I stood at the door a few more seconds as I watched him give me one last smile and make his way to his next class (oh he was just so dreamy, I mean I could stare at his gorgeous face all day), but I was (rather rudely) reminded that I was still in fact at school when the bell rang loudly right next to my ears. After that I practically skipped to my next class (I got some weird looks on the way and I just grinned at them to freak them out a little more, I mean they already think I'm insane so what do I have to lose), sigh I couldn't wait for the end of the day.

A/N: soooo what do you think? Do you like Milo's point of view or should I change it back to Alex? I made this chapter a bit longer then usual so you guys could get a better idea of Milo's character.

I honestly wanted to add so much more in this, but you can only do so much while writing about school. Anyways have a good day/night and I'll see you in the next chapter. :)