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Skylar's eyes danced around Miles's room when she entered after him.
His room was neat and Skylar smiled to herself as they both settled down to start working on the project. She settled down at the boy's desk while he settled down on his bed.
"So, how do you want to go about this?"
"Ion know. You got any ideas, ma?"
Skylar pursed her glossy lips together while crossing a leg over the other one as her eyes skimmed the paper that was given by their teacher.
"Well, Mrs. Len listed a couple of topics we can do like—the French Revolution? I think we'll earn an A on this if we do that topic since I know a lot about it and can speak it too, so I can understand whatever is written is French, for our research." Skylar finished with a smile as she looked up at him.
"What else are you fluent in, mami?"
Miles couldn't care less about the history of the French Revolution but after being informed that she could speak another language than the other three he knew she was fluent in, it piqued his curiosity.
"Oh, I'd say Korean but not as much as the other three. I'm still learning but without my chichi's help it's pretty tricky."
Miles was quiet for a moment at hearing the switch to her native tongue, her pretty little accent being present.
Skylar bit her lip at noticing his dilated pupils.
"What does that mean, ma?"
He asked, curiosity laced in his deep voice.
"Chichi means papí."
"Ain't he in Japan?"
"Mhm! But back to our project, are you fine with doing the topic I suggested? I could do the presentation and you can...?" Skylar's voice trailed off as she thought of what Miles could do.
"I could sketch out a drawin'."
Skylar raised her brows in surprise.
"You can draw??"
"Yeah, here n' there, mamí."
"Great! You can pick whatever image you get off the internet and I can research whatever history is behind it so I can add it to the presentation." Skylar agreed with his suggestion before she leaned down to fish her phone out her bag.
She unlocked her phone before handing it over towards Miles so he can grab it.
"Could you put in your number? It's best to be in touch with each other while we work on this."
As Miles grab her phone, his fingers briefly brushed against her soft ones before he was putting his number into her contacts and handing her back her phone.
Skylar placed her phone on her lap after taking it back from Miles, a light smile dancing along her pretty face. "So, I'll shoot you a text later but let's get to know basic things about each other, yeah?"
"What do ya wanna know, mami?"
"What's your favorite color?"
Her question was quick curiosity dancing along in her tone. Miles found it cute that she was genuinely curious to know what his favorite color was.
"¿Púrpura y la tuya? (Purple n' yours?)"
Skylar hummed as she nodded her head. "That's a pretty color! I think it's obvious on what's my favorite color is but it's pink."
Miles smirked lightly as he trailed his eyes over her pretty face that was highlighted with various amounts of pink makeup. Everyday she came in with a new look but it always had some form of pink in it and today was no different.
"Such a pretty color for a pretty girl."
Skylar giggled cutely as her light smile turned into a shy grin. She felt butterflies erupt in her stomach trying her best to ignore them. "Eres tan coqueto, Miles. (You're such a flirt, Miles)."
"Me?" He kissed his teeth, licking his lips. "Never."
Skylar rolled her eyes playfully before asking him another question and from there light-hearted jokes were thrown here and there as the conversation between them progressed.
As they talked Miles quickly came to the realization that he liked talking to her. He could go hours hearing her pretty voice ramble about whatever.
"Foods ready you two!"
Rio's yell broke the conversation that was going on between them, Miles stood up from his bed and motioned for Skylar to follow him with a small nod of his head before heading to the kitchen.
