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EXTRA-

A/N:

OKAY...so this as going to be one of the last chapters but I literally forgot it was based in America, not Japan😀I really forgot. I started writing, feeling motivated then it just hit me. Anyways take this as a bonus and an apology for not updating frequently.
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first. pov.

"So...where are we?" i ask

"oh..i know this place, someone I know works at a shop around here...." Miya responds
"aughh" Miya groans as he looks at his poor, poor skateboard, or what was left of it.

"I guess I could stop by..."

i look at Miya, then at his skateboard. man when I tell you that thing was damaged..oh it was damaged.

Miya sighs.

"well then, lead the way your highness" I say as I motion my hands towards the sidewalk, with a smirk on my face.

Miya looked at me like he was done. He was done with my bullshit.

Miya made a forced smile, obvious he wasn't having it.
"C'mon then princess. What are you waiting for?" he plays along.

'hot'

wait what-
why did I like that...
'Jesus [name] your gay is showing..'
EXCUSE ME?!-

without knowing, my face starts to heat up.

"You coming or what?!" Miya looks at me confused.
as my train on thought suddenly stops , I respond.
"Y-yeah"
fuck you just HAD to stutter..?
I grab the destroyed bags of snacks, and carry them.

"Why are you bringing that..?"
"I don't like wasting food.." I say quietly.

"...ok then.."

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"Alright, we're here" Miya says as he stops in front of a shop.

I soon stop walking and stand next to him. We walk in.

Bells signifying we have entered are heard. At the counter I see a redhead, who looks at us almost immediately.

"Hey! Miya!"
He looks up at us.
"...woah what happened to you..?"

"...hey Reki..long story" Miya responds with tired face.

"And uh.. who's this?" who was supposedly named Reki, asks.

Miya looks my direction and points at my
"This is-"

"I'm [name], Miya's friend" I say, interrupting Miya.

"Friend...woah you took my advice!" Reki says with excitement.

Miya looks at him in disbelief.

"OH SHUT UP OLD MAN!"

Miya took advice from another teenager..in order to get friends...

I look at him amused.

"please shut up" Miya says tiredly as his head goes down. He side eyes me.

I can't help but snicker at him.
Miya blushes out of embarrassment, and looks away.

"It's not like you have any other friends anyway.."
he looks at me.
"Eehhhh ouch Miya!" I dramatically put my hand over my heart.

Miya starts to walk forward, toward the counter.

Miya sighs..
"Can...you fix this..?"

Miya asks as he shows Reki the skateboard.