Miss Masquerade

Maria's POV

"Pick up Spence, pick up Spence!" I yell at the phone as it rings. Spencer doesn't pick up.

I talked to Harry a few days ago. Since then, he's been trying to talk to me. Somehow, I'm always saved by the bell and have to leave to get to my next class.

I decide to call Liam. Spencer told Liam I was Miss Masquerade, so I guess he's trustworthy enough if he hasn't told anyone...yet.

"Heyo," he answers. "Talk to me."

"Liam. Harry keeps trying to talk to me and I think he knows I'm Miss Masquerade. Please just try and take him off my scent. I don't wanna be the center of attention at school for being Miss Masquerade. Please Liam!"

I hear him chuckle. "Okay, Maria. Okay!"

"Don't laugh at me, Liam!" I hear him laugh again.

"Bye Maria," he says.

"Bye." He hangs up.

I go to my bedside, sitting down. My bed is right next to the window in my room. The window is very big, and it has a great view...unfortunately of the house net to us. And unfortunately for me, Harry lives in that house. Cliche, right? You're telling me...

"Maria! Someone's here to see you," I hear my mother call from downstairs. I groan. Why?!

I open my door and walk down the very long hallway before I make my way down the slippery wooden stairs. I'm barefoot, so my toes crinkle from the coldness radiating off the wood.

I round the corner of the stairs and head through the kitchen.

"Who is it, Mum?" I look up and see him.

Of. Freaking. Course.

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