"Meadows, baby. Our last name is Meadows."-Book
"Don't leave me, please."-Quote
"I just wanna be part of your symphony."-Song
"Let's go! Music is actually kind of fun, you know?" Leah
"I know right! Your boyfriend's barking is pretty funny, Leah."
"Siyana! I am not dating Malik!"
"Arf, arf, woof, woof!" He exclaims, giggling while blasting the drums.
"Malik, stop!"
"Only if Asher says so."
"Asher, please." I nicely request. Fucking request.
"Milky, stop the drums."
"Okay." He says, pouting. That's the cutest fucking thing ever.
"Oh, milky." I raise my eyebrows in retaliation.
"Only Asher calls me that."
"You want silverboy back?"
"No." He mumbles.
"Milky, it is."
"No, it's fucking not."
"Mhm, sure."
"I said, no!"
"Why?"
"Only my friends call me that."
"We're not friends? That really hurts my feelings."
"Mtch. We're not friends, don't call me that. It's not milky." He scoffs.
"Yes, it is milky."
"Fuck off." He says, throwing the drumsticks at me.
"I dodged them, milky."
"Fuck you." He irritatedly scratches his nape, smirking and hurling the other drumstick at me.
"Time and pl-"
"Maybe that's enough." Leah whispers, separating me and my silverboy.
"Why don't Malik and Asher practice together?" Mia suggests, breaking the tension.
"But shouldn't Asher, Leah and Pedro, when he's here practice together? Strings? Jennie and Mia should practice the piano together." I say.
"Yes! Malik and Siyana together then!"
"Fifty more minutes!" Hazza barges in.
"Malik and Siyana are gonna work together!" Mia exclaims, in front of fucking Hazza.
"Ooh, la la." Hazza hums, smirking.
"Fuck yourself."
"Language!" A teacher barges in.
I am fucked up for life.
"Siyana, right?"
"Yeah, sir."
"Wait, Malik? And Siyana?" He smirks, suggestively. Fuck nah, not this again. But I kind of like it?
"I'm really sorry, it won't happen again. I-please sir, it won't happen again."
"Yeah, it's fine. But there are little children in this corridor so be careful."
"I'm sorry. Like, really sorry."
"I'm usually the 'cool guy' but it shouldn't repeat; I'll be on duty next week and at lunchtimes and will be closely looking at you. Monitoring your language. Use substitutions?"
YOU ARE READING
Me And Y8
عاطفيةThis is the second part of the book "My Love Life : Y7". See how Siyana and Malik's story unfolds this academic year! Or is Malik completely out of the frame? Kisses, flirting, stolen glances, banter and maybe dating.... You never know, it's yet to...
