Bonus Content: Mianca's Birth

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{Bonus Chapter: Mianca's Birth}

Bianca has once asked and wondered how she and Myles met in the book.

So I've thought about it... HERE YA GO!

TAKE NOTE THAT THIS WAS BEFORE SHE CAME INTO THE STORY!

WHEN MYLES STILL LIKED BLAIRE (hehe sorry bia)

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Bianca's POV

I exit the coffee shop, hating the coffee I just tasted. I stick my tongue out in disgust, throwing the Styrofoam cup into a bin.

In the corner of my eye, I saw this hot guy walking passed me, so instinctively, I tackle him to the ground.

My dad is a scientist, and I manage to steal this device from his lab.

It hypnotizes people.

I hold it close to his face, watching as his eyeballs turn around and around with the spinning device.

"You will be my boyfriend," I state.

"I will be your boyfriend," he says, his voice monotone.

"Good," I grin, keeping the device in my pocket.

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Bet you guys weren't expecting that hajaha. But no one really knows what Bia is capable of.

joke guys.

I WOULD NEVER LET THAT HAPPEN!

SORRY IF YOU BELIEVED HAHAHA!

THIS IS THE REAL ONE NOW :p

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Bianca's POV

My eyelids droop at the boring stuff I was reading in this book.

Our history teacher told us to read all ten pages of some war, which I've forgotten about on page two.

It's almost seven here, and almost everyone has left to go home. (The school closes at seven by the way). Me though, I'm sitting on the hallway floor, my back pressed against the wall, trying to read.

But all this "studying" wasn't doing me anything, since I've only grown sleepy with this.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, someone trips on my outstretched legs. "Holy chicken breasts! Are you okay?!" I'm instantly on my feet, my history textbook falling on the floor as I run up to the fallen dude. I grab his arm, helping him to stand on his feet. "Are you..." I trail off when I see his face.

One word; hot.

He adjusts his glasses, giving me a small smile, "I'm fine. Sorry for... tripping on you."

I didn't even speak. I just stood there, smiling at him like a retarded retard.

"Bianca Rodriguez, right?"

My knees literally buckled together when my name left his mouth, an "aww" escaping my lips when he grabs my arms, balancing me.

"Are you... okay?" He laughs.

I know well enough who he was. He was the school's student body president after all. But I've never seen him so close, and momma, I wish I did sooner.

"Sorry, I think my legs just gave out a bit," I admit.

He chuckles, "You know, I've been stressing all day because a student dropped firecrackers in the boys bathroom, but you just made my day." He smiles, "Thank you."

"Even if I tripped you?" I joke.

"Even if you tripped me."

"Wow, thanks," I plop myself back on the floor, grabbing my text book, "most people think I'm weird."

He surprises me by sitting beside me. Like seriously, the president sitting on the floor. "Sometimes weird is a good thing." I have no idea why actually, but I remove his glasses after he said that. "Uh Bianca---"

"You know my name?"

"I gotta know the students around here," he shrugs, though a blush was on his cheeks.

I just stare at his glasses-less face, admiring it.

"What are you doing?" His blush darkens.

"You look better without it," I smile at him. "It kinda hides your eyes or something," I shrug, placing them back on his face.

"I'll think about it."

"You should. Contacts always help," I nod my head. "Are you near or far sighted?"

"Near," he shrugs. He wastes a few seconds, looking at me.

"What?" Do I have something on my face? Oh God.

"You're really beautiful."

A security guard walks up to us, ruining the moment. I wanted to shout at him, but he was armed. "Kids, the school's closed."

Myles stands, nodding at him before turning to me, "Do you have a ride home?"

Oh God, I'm gonna get a ride from Myles! "No, I normally take a cab."

"Fine if I drive ya?"

I jump, "Hell yeah!"

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And just like that, Mianca was born!

Okay hahaha, that's the actual one.

I found it REALLY sweet.

Thoughts?

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