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Just as soon as class was over Skylar was bombarded by every girl in this damn class. Miles scowled glaring at the annoying girls.
They bombarded Skylar questions about her makeup routine and if her piercings hurt and what she was mixed with.
Skylar only laughed as she pushed her chair back, a grin on her face. "I can tell ya'll how to achieve this flawless look later babes. I'm really really hungry. Since ya wanna know, I'm Puerto Rican and Blasian. Blasian as being half Black n' half Asian."
She flashed them a smile before excusing herself and walking out the door a moment later. The girls gawked at her sudden departure before they slowly disappeared and shuffled out the door.
Oh she was definitely going to be a handle. He can see it.
But he ain't care.
"So..I take it you're fucking with the new girl?" Ganke approached him with surprise written on his face. Miles's behavior was unusual and abrupt. He never really showed an interest in girls.
Miles silently stood up—albeit—intimidating as a crooked grin was seen.
"She gon' be my girl."
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School ended and the new girl was nowhere to be seen. Guess she went home as the bell rung. He was kinda bummed he didn't get to talk to after lunch as the girls still questioned her and he didn't have anymore classes with her.
It was a quick and silent walk home, he wanted to see his mother and it wasn't soon that he was walking through door that his mother lived in.
"Miles?! Dijiste que más tarde estarías aquí mijo. (You said you'll be here later)."
"lo siento mamí (I'm sorry), but it's important."
Rio looked at her son with confusion laced with concern.
" What's wrong?"
"..."
Miles smirked.
"Conocí a una chica bonitahoy. (I met a pretty girl today)."
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"¡Hola mi mija!"
"¡Hola ma'!"
Skylar kissed her mom cheeks just as soon as she stepped through the door. She took off her shoes setting them by the door.
"How was your first day, sweetheart?"
"It was pretty cool. ¿Cómo estuvo su día? (How was your day?)"
"It's good now that I have my baby back!"
"Ma'!"
Skylar's mother —Isabela Carter, hugged her daughter.
"How is he?"
Skylar bit back the grin at hearing how sensitive her mother's tone was from mentioning her father. Still sensitive after all these years.
"Chichi (papa) is fine, y'know same old wise intimidatin' man."
Her mother chuckled lightly, caressing her daughter cheek.
"Te extrañé mucho mija. (I missed you a lot)."
"I missed you too, Ma'."
The two's hug broke apart and her mother treaded into the kitchen. Skylar decided on telling her about that boy she met at school today.
"Ma'?"
"¿Sí?"
".."
Isabela raised a brow at her daughter's silence but didn't rush her to speak.
"There's this stupid flirtatious boy."
"¿Qué quieres decir? ¿Un niño? (What do you mean? A boy?)"
Skylar giggled as she skipped off up to the stairs.
"Él es...peligroso, ma'.. (He is...dangerous)."
'What?'
Isabela blinked at sudden departure of her daughter before she sighed.
"Skylar! ¿Te has vuelto loca?! (Have you gone crazy?!) Get back down here and explain what you meant!"
Another sigh came from Isabela's lips as she closed her eyes.
