𝓐𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓪'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥/𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓾𝓮
As i rode back to my destination, i couldn't help but smile at my own victory as i continued to reflect on my bomb-ass decision i just made tonight.
I've never felt more powerful in my life!
And i was finally free!
At last!
There's no way he could ever fuck with me now.
Not at this point, i should say.
All hope is lost for him... he MUST accept his fate.
But what he really needs to learn is that every action has its consequence.
And that's a fact.
I stepped out of the rideshare and closed the door before starting up the stairs and into the apartment building entrance.
Once i made it into the apartment, i headed straight to our room, packed all my clothes and personal things into one big bag and was out the door again.
It's time i come home.
I was leaving Miami, the dangerous lifestyle, and Miguel for good.
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. . . . . . . . . . . . . . 𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓽 . . . . . . . . . . . . .
My phone alarm rang and i immediately opened my eyes as i was startled by it.
I sat up in my pink upholstered twin bed and reached for my phone. I checked the time.
My eyes widened. 9:35! Shit!
I threw my phone down, jumped out of bed and scurried out of my room and into the bathroom.
Classes usually start at 8 and i NEVER made it to class this late!
Oh man, i just know Professor Garvey's going to give me that look he always gives (the stern one) when students show up late to his classes.
After 20 minutes of getting refreshed and dressed, i rushed back into my room to grab my book-bag and my shoes and was out the door.
As i drove all the way to campus, all i could think of was missing the whole class before even making it there.
I mean, even my roommates got there on time without me!
They didn't even bother to wake me before heading out the door, but i guess it doesn't matter anymore... God.
My name is Analia Morgan.
Sometimes people mispronounce my name and be like "AN-NUH-LEE-UH" or "UH-NAHL-YA" when really it's pronounced "AH-NUH-LEE-UH."
I am of Black ancestry with a smooth cinnamon complexion, dark brown eyes, plump lips and long, dark iron-curled hair.
I'm also dressed in a pink ruffle sleeve floral mini dress paired with white tights underneath it, a pair of pink Converse sneakers and rose quartz studs and a big white hair bow tied in the back of my hair.
My clothing style usually consists of plaid skirts, maybe tights or dresses, hair bows and DEFINITELY sneakers.
And i LOOOOVE wearing soft and light colors, especially pink.
It all just seems to mesh well with my sweet, airy and softie-like demeanor! Anywaysssss....
I've finally arrived to campus drove my way over to the student parking lot.
Once i got out, i hurried past the low-key and chill campus grounds (no one was in sight) and inside the building!
As i rushed down the hall on the way to class, i accidentally bumped into a guy in black-clad clothing.
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Dangerous Attraction
RomanceAnalia feels like her whole world has been rocked when she meets Mexican bad boy Miguel, suddenly finding herself under his influence. But once he starts to get too aggressive with her, she thinks it's time she started playing him at his own game. �...
