YES, y/n is mexican and black, BUT that doesn't mean you can't add your race into it too!! i put it there so that you can get an idea of her parents and why she speaks spanish so pls stop commenting "i wish books just left them blank"!! considering...
"everything seems kind of normal to me." diana said.
we had conspired last night to watch miles and that girl gwen to see if we could find anything weird about how they were acting, but we hadn't found anything yet.
we were still watching when all of a sudden the bell rung. diana jolted up realizing we might be late to our class scaring me.
"jesus diana calm down, its not that big a deal!" i said trying to find the miles and gwen, but they'd already been lost in the crowd.
"if i'm late to socials again, my moms gonna kill mee..."
she said making me laugh a bit as we started heading to our class. yes, this is the class that me and miles sat next to eachother, but luckily the teacher moved the seats yesterday so i didn't have to worry about having to be close to him anymore.
last class my teacher also announced a group project that we would have to complete with 4 people. she also announced that she would be picking the partners but she would try and pick people we know. i prayed she didn't put me and miles in one.
the project was about different stories around brooklyn, we would basically become a new group and ask people about they're experiences in brooklyn and our school and how it's affected them.
me and diana were eyeing miles as we sat down, since he sat in-front of us, but nothing seemed off. he wasn't jittery, wasn't breathing heavy. he just seemed like he was having a normal day, and that scared me. was he really just being mean to be mean?
"ALRIGHT CLASS LISTEN UP." the teacher called. the bell had rung about 15 minutes ago but she let us settle in before assigning our groups.
"our project will be starting today. i will be calling out groups by numbers. as you know you will have 4 people in your group, and i will be picking them. i will try and pick people i feel you guys click or work the best with. once your group is called go to the table with your number on it. got it?"
most of the class agreed but some were less happy to. she started calling out the groups like "group one, name, blah blah." you get the jist.
"group 5, diana, will, y/n, and miles"
i was happy after hearing that me and diana were in a group together, but my heart dropped at the last name being called.
Miles.
why does this stuff always happen to me. i always get the answer that's the most inconvenient at the most inconvenient times. if diana wasn't in my group i think i would flip off of a 70 story building. but with her in my group i though i might as well push through.
we all grouped up at the 5th tabled and called what we wanted to be. diana would write the questions, i would interview the people, will would edit the videos, and miles would record. as we had been calling out our roles, i could occasionally see miles out of the corner of my eye glancing at me. i didn't look at him once.
after we had called our roles we had to submit them to the teacher, then start working with the writer on the questions. me and the other kid in my group came up with a couple pretty nice questions, trying to keep them short as each segment had to be under 1m 30s.
and there were already 3 basic questions the teacher assigned us to ask, Do they like brooklyn? what's they're favorite part of brooklyn? and what's they're least favorite part about brooklyn?
she also did say we could ask some students in our school, but we had to at least ask 3 random people out of the 5 we had to ask in total.
"oo maybe you can ask is they ever had kids, if they would feel right raising them here!" "what about asking about theyre favorite traditions we do here! like parades and stuff!"
i had been having fun brain storming questions with the both, then i heard a voice i had assumed wasn't going to speak up
"if they lived somewhere else you could ask how it's different then the place they lived before." miles said.
Will had agreed quickly, i mean it was a pretty good suggestion i can't blame him. i just didn't expect him to say anything. i could obviously tell he regretted speaking up after seeing the way me and diana looked at him.
"i'll just write down those 3 and that's it" she said. to be honest i wouldn't blame her for including miles' suggestion because mine were kind of dumb. we submitted the paper of questions to the teacher for her to check off, which she did and returned it to us.
the bell rung and i hurriedly packed up my stuff to get out of that classroom, i didn't want miles to try an-
"y/n wait."
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OMG IM ALMOST AT 5K READS ALREADY WTH THATS CRAZY TYSM GUYS!!! ALSO, sorry for not updating sooner! i was at a relatives house for 2 days and i didn't bring my computer, and just my luck my phones been broken 🫃🏾. i'm so so glad people are enjoying this story that makes me really happy. i've been wanting to write one for a while but i was scared that people would think it wasn't that good so i'm being honest when i tell y'all how grateful i am that you guys like it! IM WORKING ON THE NEXT PAGE LIKE RN SO DONT WORRY LMAO.
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