"Miles!" a female high-pitched voice squeals, as Miles Avery marches on the subway. As she looks back, her brown hair flips over her crimson Arthur Memorial blazer, as Billie Young just misses the 8:15 subway to the most prestigious school, the only school in Newton, Jamesville. "Sorry!" she mouths with her glossy lips, hoping Billie will make out what she's communicating to her fellow popularity-obsessed classmate. Oh well, karma was a bitch anyway.
•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••As Miles sat down on a velvety-metal seat the subway screeched through the tunnels shiny-tiled walls. Clicking her black Mary Janes heels together, she licked her artificial strawberry tasting lips, rummaging through her bag while the only people in the subway car were her and some black-haired man reading anime, Voice Over was her favourite. No one compared to the cunning Miles Avery. As she pulled out her pack of minty-fresh gum, the subway announced the next stop, her stop. As she popped a piece gingerly, she shoves the package back into her Louis Vuitton handbag, as she applied another coat of clear lip gloss. As she grabbed her Kate Spade glasses, she sauntered out of the empty subway car, up the stairs and towards her future, and towards another glamorous day in the life of Miles Avery, after all she was the one to beat.
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Miles Away
TerrorI sit lifeless in the corner, My heart beating rapidly in my chest. I rest my heavy, sunk in eyelids, I'm so tired. Hopefully she won't find me in here. There's a sudden "BANG!" beneath my feet. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••Miles Avery is a...
