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8: are you ever nice?

manifest money yall. i'm making $1,000 a month at 16 and i was making $400 before....

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"Meet me under the lamp post where you first kissed me."

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MARINETTE
Adrien was terrible.

And Kagami had this time all to herself.

But not for long.

I knew Adrien would compare himself to her, as he always does, and Kagami being the attention whore she is, would offer to train him.

But how could she train him when she's training me?

So once she's done training me, I could potentially train him and we could spend more time together.

Boom. I'm a genius.

I mean $50 wasn't bad, and working at my parents bakery, I made that and more almost everyday so it wasn't that big of a deal but Kagami was fucking good.

I don't mean winning, I mean swords to the throat and feet on their chests.

I shouldn't say this out loud but it was almost....hot seeing a woman overpower a man like that.

Maybe it was an adrenaline rush for me, or maybe I just wanted to feel like that.

"Okay, give me your phone number," she opens up her contacts app waiting for me to say it.

"What, why?" I ask, confused.

One of her eyebrows raises. "God, you're so stupid. How are we going to plan days and how will I get on your ass when your late, stupid?"

"Shut up," I grab her phone from her hands and type in the numbers then aggressively give it back.

Her fingers click on her phone then turns off her phone.

Almost immediately I notice her hands. I never noticed her hands before. Her fingers were long and skinny, her nails were short, but the backside of her palms were veiny and structured.

I feel a butterfly in my stomach but shake it off.

"I'll see you later, Adrien," I call out to him, waving.

He reluctantly waves back and I accidentally wave to Kagami, her replying with an emotion of mixed confusion and annoyance.

I cringe to myself as I leave the building, mentally slapping myself over the face.

-:-

My eyes advert to the clock placed right above my desk.

7:32 PM

I sigh loudly.

The ugly geometry pages sit empty in front of my face and I hold a useless pen.

I bang my head on the table, then a few more times hoping for some actually answers to process.

My pen almost touches the paper then I receive a text notification.

Relieved from the hell on paper, I open my message.

[From: Kagami🔆]
I'm free at 3:30 tomorrow. Meet me at the gymnasium after school.

I giggle out loud at her attitude.

[From: Marinette <3]
damn, are you ever nice?

[From: Kagami🔆]
No.

I grin at her reply then throw my phone out of disgust.

What the fuck is wrong with me lately????

I shake my head then turn back to my homework.

Now even more disgusted, I throw it off my table and groan.

Hesitant, I open our messages again.

My fingers begin to type my question, but before I send, the typing bubble shows up on her other end.

My heart races slightly, a little nervous for what she's about to say.

[From: Kagami🔆]
I'm going to regret this but do you know the answers to the geometry homework? Adrien won't answer.

Laughing at the coincidence, I erase my original text and replace it.

[From: Marinette <3]
so you're only nice when you need something, huh.

[From: Kagami🔆]
I'll give you a free session.

[From: Marinette <3]
tempting.

[From: Kagami🔆]
You don't know them, do you?

[From: Marinette <3]
lol nope

Looks like I'm not the only one fucked.