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━ AT THE end of school, Zariah and Miles held hands while exiting the building. They noticed Desiree and Keshawn talking with one another while they walked away from the school.
"See? I told you he liked her," Zariah told Miles.
"No, he doesn't. You know Keshawn's just a playboy and he likes to play with girls like you," Miles replied in a stern tone.
"Miles..." Zariah closed her eyes, feeling frustrated. "You're just so..."
Miles sees how fed up she is and he kisses her hand. "Mami, I'm sorry. I don't like being this way with you. I love you so much and I can see how crazy I'm being," He admits.
"You're damn right. You freak me out with how you've been acting," Zariah admits.
"I'm sorry, I'll do better," Miles tells her. "It's just that I love you so much, mami. You're all I want and all I think about,"
"It's alright, Miles. I love you to pieces and I don't want anyone else." Zariah's face flushes. "Now let's both go home,"
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Valentine's Day arrives, the Day of Love.
The feeling of joy filled Zariah's heart as she opened her locker and saw the surprise that was waiting for her. Inside of it was purple and red roses.
Miles stood next to her locker with a smile on his face, waiting for her reaction.
"You got me flowers?!" Zariah gasped, her eyes filled with shock and excitement. Her cheeks were a bright red and she could feel her heart beating loudly in her chest. Miles's gesture made her swoon.
"That ain't all, mami. Check that box," Miles points at a black box inside her locker.
Zariah takes out the box and opens it. Her eyes lit up at seeing an ice butterfly bracelet inside. "Awww, a butterfly bracelet!" She smiles at her boyfriend. "Thank you, baby!"
Miles chuckles as she hugs him. "Happy Valentine's Day, mami,"
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In Math class, the teacher wrote questions on the board and the students copied them down.
Zariah was in a good mood. She glances at her new butterfly bracelet with a smile, then flinched when she felt a hand suddenly grab her thigh. She turned to see who, only to calm down when she saw it was Miles and not some random classmate.
"Sorry, mami... I couldn't help it," Miles quietly says, pulling his hand away. He was so infatuated with Zariah and her body that he couldn't help but grab her leg. He was trying to hold back but he failed, letting his emotions take over. His love for her was growing more and more each day.
"It's okay," Zariah mutters back. "You can hold my thigh,"
At her permission, Miles puts his hand back on her thigh, rubbing it. She had no problem with this, but she began to get shy when his hand went further, going underneath her skirt.
Her face flushes and she gasps silently as she feels Miles's hand slowly go higher and higher. Her heart was racing and her body filled with excitement and anxiety.
Again, Miles couldn't help himself. Her skin felt so smooth and he wanted to feel more.
Zariah then remembers that they're in class and grabs Miles's hand. "Miles, stop. We're in class," She whispers. Luckily they both were in the back and no one was paying attention to them.
Miles squeezes her inner thigh teasingly. "Bueno (Okay), mami," He chuckled, removing his hand, despite him not wanting too.
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Class went by like a breeze, and it was now time for gym activities.
Zariah changed into her P.E uniform and walked out with Desiree. The uniform was a dark grey short sleeve shirt with the Brooklyn Visions Academy logo on it, and dark blue shorts.
Miles, who was taking a water break from basketball, sees his girlfriend, and zeroes in on her with his eyes. He was trying his best not to stare at Zariah's ass in her P.E shorts for so long. He was struggling not to lust over her or have dirty thoughts, because he knew they'd go straight to his dick.
"Damn, Zariah look good in those shorts," A boy nearby told to his three friends, who agree with him.
Miles heard the boys talking about Zariah's body and felt his temper grow and his jealous side come out. He looked over at the four dudes and saw them looking at his girl like perverts.
He couldn't handle this. Zariah was HIS. He would do anything to keep her all to himself. He wanted to beat the shit outta those boys so that they would think twice before even looking at Zariah again, but he knew he'd probably get expelled.
Instead, the Morales boy walked over to Zariah and Desiree, ignoring Desiree and grabbing Zariah by her throat, bringing her in for a rough kiss.
Miles didn't care who saw him, all he cared about was Zariah. He wanted to show everyone that she was his. He didn't want any other boy to look at her or have her love like he does. She belonged to him.
He continued to kiss his girlfriend in the most passionate way he could, putting all his love and longing for her into the kiss. This was his way to claim Zariah and let everyone know she was off limits. He has her, and no one could change that.
Miles left Zariah breathless by the time he was done kissing her and looked back at the boys, his smirk showing off his obsession and possessiveness towards Zariah.
The boys were all angry and jealous that one of the prettiest girls in the academy was taken by the Morales boy.
Miles looked back at Zariah, seeing her blush and her body shake slightly against him. He could feel how turned on she was by him, and he loved it.
He didn't care if people saw, he was glad they did. Now they knew Zariah Alvarez was his and only his.
