Can some people help me to promote my book by mentioning it on their announcements. I love reading people's comments and I would love if more people could read my fanfic also.
So many people have been encouraging which is why I've been updating so fast!!
I might release 2 parts today depending on the schoolwork I need to do rn!!
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"Follow me" I mutter, spinning around, making sure to hit him with my backpack as I do so.
I watch as he smirks before following behind me.
"What lessons next?" He asks "Spanish" I shrug feeling him catch up to me so we are walking side by side.
"That's why you rejected me or sum?" I hear a voice call out, turning around to see Xander. "No" I reply, watching as both his shirt and hair is still wet.
"She's crazy" he tells Miles to which he shrugs. "How I like them" he responds causing Xander to glare at him. "You watch out Miles" and Miles just laughs, shoving Xander away from him before looking at me.
"Can see why you rejected him" Miles mutters. "Whatever. I need to fill up my water bottle" I reply, beginning to walk back down the corridor.
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We arrive at my Spanish lesson, with Miles coming through the door behind me.
"Miss Sanders, Mr Woodler just emailed me about your role in helping Mr Morales" my Spanish teacher calls out.
"Yeah" I reply. "I've changed the seating plan so you can help him out." She replies, pointing to my new desk in the back corner.
"Today, we will be watching a Spanish film. There will be no subtitles. You will watch the video and then answer some questions in Spanish." Mrs Perez says.
Groaning, I take my new seat and feel Miles slump down beside me.
"Hey" a girl says, flicking her blonde hair behind her shoulder as she passes a note to Miles. I catch a glimpse of it being her number.
I know her. Esme Fields. I watch as Miles takes the piece of paper. Looking up at her with his familiar coy smirk. "You want me to call you or some shit?" He asks, and she nods her head. "Yeah" she mutters.
"Meet me after school then." He replies and I watch as her eyes light up a little. Her friend, Daisy gives her a knowing smile as she takes her seat.
I roll my eyes as Miles looks at me. "You jealous?" He asks and I scoff. "Of what exactly?" And he shrugs. "I was literally asked out by a guy earlier. I don't give a shit" I retort and I watch as his tongue traces around the inside of his mouth.
"You've got my mark on you. Don't be a slut and forget it." He whispers, I go to reply but then the film starts playing.
As Mrs Perez watches me, I pretend to be interested in the film until she looks away. I pull out my phone and send a message to the familiar "unknown number"
UNKNOWN
Call me a slut again and see what happens.
Adeline.
What?
Watch your mouth.
Or what?
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ENVY: MILES MORALES 42
Fanfiction"I like girls like you. Girls who think they can act all independent and control themselves.. I like to play with girls like you " Miles retorts, his narrowed eyes meeting mine. "Why's that?" I question, staring back. "Because I like to use them"...
