~miguel and y/n are in the same piano class
~miguel is pretty popular, y/n is more quiet
~they're both 15
I sat down at my desk with my piano keyboard, setting it up. I looked over to a group of boys, surrounding Miguel Cazarez Mora, laughing. I looked away. I had liked him, but he was way out of my league. At that point, I decided to focus on school & getting my dream life instead of fantasizing about boys. I finished setting up my keyboard and headset so I could hear what I was playing, and I started playing my piece I was practicing.
A few minutes later, my teacher walked into the room. "Alright class, let's get started." She said. "Miguel, go sit down, stop talking." She added. One thing about Miguel, he never stopped talking. "Okay, so we will be starting a project today, you will have to compose your own piece of music with someone else in the class. I will be picking your partners." She said. Everyone groaned. I was okay with that. I didn't have any friends in that class. "Okay, so let's have Ava and Sean... Abbi and Kenzie..." My teacher said. She continued for a while until two people were left. "Okay Y/n... there's only one person left so let's partner you guys together.. Miguel." I sighed, annoyed. Great. "Okay, get started with your partner, and discuss when to meet up after school as well to study!" My teacher said. Miguel stood up, picking up his papers and making his way to my desk. "Hey." He said, smiling when he got to my desk. "Hi." I said, it turning out a lot colder than I had intended to. He smirked a bit. "I don't think we've met. I'm Miguel." He said. "Y/n. And, I know who you are. Doesn't everyone?" I asked, flipping through my papers. He laughed a bit. "So, should we get started?" He asked.
We worked for a while, him staring at me every few minutes. "You know, you're really smart." He eventually said. I looked up at him. At his beautiful brown eyes. "Thanks." I said, looking back down at our paper. "No, Y/n, you're like, crazy smart. I don't think you realize it." He said, laughing in disbelief. We made eye contact, smiling. "Thank you. Really, thank you." I said. His eyes moved down from my eyes to my lips. I quickly turned my face back to the paper. "So, we won't be done by the end of today's class. You can come over by my house today so we can work on it, if you want." I said. "Yeah sure, can I get your number, you know, for your address?" He asked, taking his phone out. I nodded, as I also took my phone out & we exchanged phone numbers.
When the bell rang, Miguel and I walked over to my locker, talking. "Alright, I have to go, I'll see you tonight, Y/n." He said, walking out the door. I watched him walk out, thinking about how he's kind of cute, and kind of sweet. I shook my head, smiling, as I shut my locker.
Fast forward to 5PM that night, my doorbell rang. I ran to go get it. As I opened the door, Miguel was standing on my porch, a bag slung over his shoulder. "Hi. Come in." I said, moving out of the way for him to walk through. "Hey." He said, walking in. "Are your parents okay with us studying here, by the way? Sorry, I forgot to ask." He said, taking his shoes off. "Oh they're at a dinner party right now, they won't be back till 12 or so." I said. "Oh alright. Hey, I wanted to say, your house is really nice." He said. I smiled. "Thanks, my parents own a car business, so I'm really thankful that I have all of this." I said. "Come on, let's work in my room." I said, leading him up the stairs.
When we got to my room, Miguel set his stuff down and we got to work. We made jokes and talked as we worked. I felt like we really connected, and maybe we could become good friends, maybe something more than that. As I was focused on writing the music, I looked up and caught Miguel staring at me. He didn't look away though. I laughed. "What?" I asked. "Nothing, you just look good right now." He said. "What do you mean? I'm just focused on the project." I replied. He laughed. "That's cute." He said. I smiled. "What are you talking about, Miguel?" I asked. He looked at my lips. "I said, it's cute how you don't know how beautiful and smart you are." He said. I was looking at his lips now too. We leaned in, finally kissing, something I had wanted for a long time, and, I didn't know it at the time, Miguel wanted for a long time as well.
(there won't be a part two to this, sry! <3)
