DESTROYED《 ☆ Miles E42 x reader ☆ 》

Now

"Y/n can I see you after class?"

My professor calls out to me as I look around at the students packing their things and walking to the front to leave. I turn to Nora and nod, she does as well with a hand on my shoulder before getting to the door and meeting up with Luis who suprising showed up for class for once.

The class is now empty except for me and the older woman infromt of me, sat at desk.

"Yes ma'am" her cooled gray eyes study over my face momentarily and I let her catch up to whatever she was trying to find, her pink lips form a line before she sighs.

"You're slipping up y/n"

"Uh what exactly do you mean by that"

"Your test from last weeks pop up quizz came up and I found some.....concerns"

"Concerns...how?"

"You're not focused in my lectures. You're somewhere if not everywhere else when you sit in these seats"

I'd be lying if I told her it isn't true.

I'd been so preoccupied with talking and meeting up with Rio, trying to avoid every chance there was that I had to see Miles. The school doesn't help with the fact he's here every other day when he choose not to skip which I picked up on when I'd started walking through the halls with more care free thought rather than being on edge and frustrated.

Whenever the male and I make eye contact we brush past each other like mear strangers or at times he'd glare at me and I'd do the same. If we had class together he'd leave, if we saw each other anywhere else we'd leave. It was going well till he cut in line in front of me to getting food at the cafeteria and claimed my existence was irrelevant, that was his reason to why and so I'd slammed a spoon full of gravy in his desert and walked away. Just for him to walk by and slam the messy food onto my cake and ice cream. I'd bumped his chemical project on purpose and couldn't help smiling at the way the acid ate away at his set up, heard he got a 0 for it so it filled me with so much joy. He later on burnt my note book but luckily for me I typed and wrote them. I hadn't seen him since and I was glad.

I'd wished so much to just pull his hair and punch the cocky smile off his face but knowing him as best as I do know he'd never back down to a fight, girl or not he never gave a shit. Fair fight was fair fight. It was evident from...the last time we did fight.
I run subconsciously on the scar on my hand.

"I'll make sure to be top again. Is that all?" She scans over my face again before relaxing in her chair.

"Mmm actually there is"

She pulls out a paper. It's a sheet of the top scores in the school. Usaually the school uses these in each individual subject to then send to the head school department which then they take in our career choices we put in when we applied here. This paper was the most important asset to our records and help some with interships once we graduated and earned our degrees or diplomas, I never really remembered which one.

I scan over the top marks for math, which I'd grown over time to be number 1, surprisingly.

"I don't see why you're showing me this"

"Look who's below you"

I scan over the paper and see its.....

'No....'

"And there's more" she pulls out other subjects in classes we do have together and lays them out on the desk for me. I feel my rage and anxiety build up again at the mear numbers and name it's attached to.

'First, with a score of 89: y/n l/n
Second with a score of 87: Miles Morales'

"Let him beat you by just 3 and you can say goodbye to first pick when we send out the forms for the number one achievements. I'm only telling you this because the first day you came here I saw you were gonna be something great. And right now you're not focused" i stay silent and take in the other subjects.