𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 | ᵠᵘⁱᶜᵏˢⁱˡᵛᵉʳ

Years Later

So that piece of paper that Peter gave me, was his number. And we ended up talking everyday. We talked for about an hour after school everyday too.

It's been a year since I saw those guys again. Weird thing is, I had a memory, more like a vision, when I first met Charles and I've been having dreams that Charles is older and in a wheelchair and had this mansion full of mutants that are taught and stuff. It's weird, as weird as people like Peter and I can get anyway.

Anywho, today is the day I start school at a new school. It's my Senior year and I'm so ready to just kick back. My mom got offered this job at some place, I didn't care to pay attention. But she worked all day pretty much, from sunrise to sunset.

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I walked through the front doors, my headphones on as I listened to the people around me. All the thoughts from these hormone filled freaks was taking a tole on my brain.

'Ew.' I looked in the direction of the thought, the girl was looking back at me. 'Who the hell is she and where did she come from?'

I smiled at her and she gave me a weird look. "I came from a place called your moms bed." Her mouth dropped open and her eyebrows furrowed.

"How dare-" I walked down the hall, holding up my middle finger as I walked.

My headphones were still on as I got to the locker that I was told was mine. I held the paper with the combination, trying to open my locker. I always sucked at opening these things.

"Need some help?" Someone asked out of nowhere, scaring me.

"Shit." I jumped back slightly. I pulled my headphones off my head. "You scared me."

I looked up at the person, seeing Peter smiling back at me. I smiled and pulled Peter in for a hug. "Been awhile." He laughed.

"It has." I laughed too.

"Here." He took the paper from my hands and quickly opened the locker.

"Thanks." I put my new books in the locker, then faced Peter.

"We have four classes together." He smiled, looking up from my schedule.

"Sweet." I smiled back. "What's first?"

Peter handed me back the paper. "History." I groaned. I would rather go to math. "Hey, you got me so it won't be that bad."

"True." Peter put an arm around my shoulder and we started walking towards our first class in my new school.

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Sorry this is so short guys! I'm just trying to update while I have time.

I hope you had an amazing 4th of July!!

Also: these updates may take longer than expected. I always try and update when I can but get distracted and start writing more books than I have time for.

Anywho, have an amazing day and thank you for reading this book! I would have never expected so many people to like it 😊

Farewell for now
                                      ~Miriah