Amelia

Teenage relationships, and especially first love, are almost always difficult.
Both are inexperienced, both don’t know what to do, but their heads are spinning from love for her.
She came into your life by chance; you bumped into each other on the stairs and decided to text her that evening. That's how you started communicating, and then a relationship.
Your parents tried to remove her from your life, they insisted that she was a hindrance to you, but you remained with your opinion.
Your parents really wanted you to become a lawyer, and she would clearly interfere with that, but you argued with him every night, repeating that you would not abandon her.

You met at 7:50 this morning and walked to school together. Today, her last two classes were cancelled, and you're stuck sitting through eight. During recess, she came by with a smile to say goodbye and left.

I finally finished all my classes and went home. But I didn't stay home for long; I ate, did my algebra, and went for a walk, writing to Amelia.

— We're all gathered here, will you come out to us? We can go to the house, I'm waiting for you.

• Of course, I'll be out in 10 minutes.

• We'll wait, kisses.

You answered and put the phone in your back pocket. You walked away from your friends right under her entrance. She quickly came down and immediately snuggled into your arms. The friends stood a little distance away, chatting about their own things.

— Where are we going for a walk?

• I don’t know myself, let’s go and find out, maybe they came up with something.

You approached the guys, and they themselves had already decided that you were going to the river, everyone was walking and chatting together, and you, a little behind, were walking arm in arm, chatting about something of your own.