When Y/N woke up the next day, she dreaded it. Today was the day when she went back to school after her suspension.
She groaned and got up, grabbing her uniform from the bottom of her closet.
Recently, the other day, she found a small compartment that was built into her floor, so she's been using that for her uniforms.
But she couldn't help but feel that it was made for something else. I mean, why else was it there?
"Y/N, please make sure you get caught up on your work." Her mom mumbled to her while giving her hugs and kisses before she departed from the house.
"Okay, okay, I will. Don't worry." She tried to pry her mother off of her, but it wasn't enough.
Sooner or later, Y/N was finally let go. She waved goodbye to her mom and quickly walked to the school.
On her way there, she passed by loads of kids.
"Heeyy, Y/N, you're back!" Some kids yell at her.
A few more groups of kids waved at her, smiling, or just greeting her.
She hadn't really been on her schools gossip page recently, but apparently, everyone appreciated her for putting "MJ" in her place.
When she walked into the school building, loads of people crowded around her, making small talk, asking questions about María, or apologizing to her if they were ever mean.
Walking into AP Physics, though, felt the exact same. Unfortunately, in this class, Marías little friend group was there.
She eyed them down, taking a seat in her spot. She hadn't noticed that Miles was right behind her.
And who was right behind Miles? Jackson. It was a whole line, where everyone was following Y/N.
Miles sat down in his seat, his eyes glued to her.
Jackson sat down in his seat, his eyes glued to the floor. His heart was wrenching because he couldn't bear to face Y/N after she left him at the diner.
"Hey, welcome back." Miles murmered to Y/N. Jackson scrunched his fist while he listened to them speak.
"So you did miss me. Should've known." She teased. Miles rolled his eyes and scooted his chair a half-inch closer to her.
"Whatever. It was just one day. You can't handle seeing my face for a day?" He leaned in closer, squinting his eyes at her with a smirk.
She leaned backward, a small blush rising on her cheeks. "Uhm, no. I can go a whole month without seeing your face."
Jackson watched the scene unravel, feeling angrier by the minute.
"What a liar. "We have nothing going on!" She said. "I don't like him!" She said!" He thought.
He watched as the two "flirted" (when in reality they were just bickering)
When the bell rang and the teacher walked in, she introduced the new lesson.
Fortunately for Y/N, they were really only doing review stuff the days she was gone. So, nothing new for her to pile on her mounds of homework.
"Today, we will be working in groups of three." The teacher said in her monotonous voice. The whole class groaned.
Y/N, however, was happy. That meant she didn't have to do most of the work herself.
"Please, get up and into your groups. There are enough students for this to work. If I don't see you in a group, I'll place you in one myself."
Miles looked over at Y/N, giving her a small wink.
"Woah, hold on. I never said I wanted you in my group." She shot at him. He knew she was joking.
"Wow, I see how it is, mami. If that's the case, then maybe I'll go to them." He pointed over at two girls, who were still looking for someone else.
"Uhm, well, since you're already right here, might as well be in my group."
Jackson got up from his desk and approached her, pushing down his jealously. "Hey... Y/N. Can I be in your group?"
Miles chuckled, eyeing him down. "Nah, but you can go over -"
"Miles, quit." Y/N interuppted. "Yeah, I guess you can be here."
Miles couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at her welcoming gesture, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he scooted his chair closer to Y/N.
Jackson smiled and pulled a chair, sitting in front of her.
"Okay, so I'm coming by and handing you all an escape room worksheet. Please finish this by the end of the hour. The first 3 groups to finish get a piece of candy." The teacher said. She walked around and placed the work.
When Y/N saw the equations and everything else on the paper, she nearly collapsed.
"Something wrong, Y/N?" Jackson asked her. He threw the most genuine smile he could at her, but she ignored him.
"It's fine. I'll just need extra help on this." She mumbled. Miles hit her knee with his, making her smile just a little.
(I looked up AP Physics questions, and omg. OMG.)
Miles and Jackson fought to guide her over certain questions.
The two's harsh glances could burn a hole in a sheet of paper, and it only got worse.
Y/N did take notice of this, silently laughing while she watched them spew out hidden insults toward one another. She felt like she wanted to play, too.
"Okay, so we need one more question, and we're gonna be the 2nd to finish!" She pulled out her cheeky smile, slightly scooting toward Miles.
"I-I'll help you with that one, Y/N. If you need it, anyway." Jackson rushed to get his words out before his rival could.
Miles rolled his eyes and moved one arm to the back of her chair. "Hey, Y/N. I feel like we've helped you a bunch. How about you try this on your own?"
Y/N thought for a moment, squinting her eyes in focus. She stared at the equation on the paper, evaluating it.
"Hm, yeah, okay. That doesn't seem too difficult." She mumbled, looking up at Jackson and then to Miles.
She grabbed her pencil and began working through the problem.
Miles' eyes never left her. However, Jackson was glaring at him.
As of then, Miles had his chair scooted right next to Y/Ns. His arm was on the back of her chair.
Jackson had his knee touching the inside of her knee.
They both wanted to show who was better.
Miles looked up and glared back at Jackson, mouthing out insults toward him.
This continued on for about another 2 minutes until Y/N looked up from her paper smiling.
"All done."
"Alright, let me check that for you -" Miles was about to grab the paper until Jackson slid it toward him and looked it over.
"It's right. Great job." Jackson smiled at her, in which she returned it back.
All three of them got up, walking toward the teachers desk.
The teacher took their worksheet and reviewed it quickly. "Impressive work, you three. You're the second group to finish, so here's your piece of candy each," she said, handing each of them a sweet treat.
Y/N took her DumDum with a smile, but she couldn't help but notice that Miles and Jackson were still trying to challenge in order to get her attention. It was as if this academic competition had evolved into a personal one.
They all sat back down at the table, Y/N placing the sucker in her mouth.
Jackson received a tiny snicker, Miles got a blue sucker, whereas Y/N had a red one.
"Mm, mmm, MMMM. Man, this flavor is real good." Miles stated. "What is it? I think it's cotton candy."
Y/N took out her sucker, looking at Miles with a brightened expression. "Whaaat, no way. That's one of my favorites. Can we trade? Please?"
Jackson couldn't help but grimace. Was she really going to put another person's sucker in her mouth?? It was already contaminated, too.
"Yeah, sure." He threw a quick glare at Jackson while smirking. He handed his sucker to Y/N, her doing the same back.
Any other time, she would absolutely mind the fact that this candy was already in someone's mouth.
But she wanted to play along and fuel the jealousy between the two.
If she was being honest, she didn't really like the cotton candy flavor.
(I love that flavor, tho 😍)
If the trio didn't work any faster, then they definitely wouldn't have gotten 2nd place. When they all sat down, tons of people started to get up and rush to the teacher.
Y/N had finished her treat. She took the stick out of her mouth, sticking her tongue out.
"Is my tongue blue?" She asked, showing off her purple tongue to Jackson and Miles.
Miles couldn't help but smirk. If other people saw that, they would've thought that they got the purple tongues by doing something else, not just sharing treats.
"Yeah, uhm, it's purple." Jackson muttered. Y/N couldn't help but notice that his leg was bobbing up and down a million miles per hour.
"Hey, you okay Jackson?" She moved her hand on top of his, giving it a light squeeze.
His leg immediately stopped moving, and a smile cracked at his face while he looked at Miles.
"Yeah, I'm okay now." He replied.
He watched Miles' smug face turn to that of an angry face. Which kind of intimidated him.
"Good to hear." Y/N slid her hand off of Jackson's and leaned back in her chair. "What have we been doing in english?"
Jackson's face lit up when he remembered that he had the next class with her— a class that Miles wasn't in.
"Oh, nothing, really. Just some banned books project." He couldn't hide the joy on his face, which didn't go unnoticed by Miles.
Miles was about to say something until the bell rang.
They all stood up, grabbing their things. Miles made sure he was glued to her side, his eyes still shooting daggers at Jackson.
He was right next to her, even when she had to leave to her next class.
"Hey, I'll text you." Miles whispered into her ear before leaving her side and going off to his own class.
She waved goodbye and walked into class. She decided she was done toying with the two and that she needed to actually get the work done.
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(Ermmmmm.... pov change....... )
(Miles' POV)
"Hey, could you pick me up from school today?" I overheard Y/N on the phone.
Usually, I'm not that attached to her. Since I don't like her. Really. I don't.
But the moment when she allowed that suck-up to be in our group, I knew I had to show him who she really belonged to.
Corny, I know. But hey, what can I say?
I stood far behind her, but close enough so that I could hear her talk to who I'm assuming is her mom.
Mrs. L/N is sweet. I never see the husband, though. She claims he's a work-a-holic, but who needs to work that much?
I mean, they had a nice house, nice setup, really. So he must be rich.
"Ugh, seriously?? Just for this one day, pllleaaseee!" Y/N begged.
You know, every time I look at her, I can't help but think about the time when I made out with her.
Sorry, I meant Prowler, who made out with her.
And the fact that she immediately started to kiss Prowler back, too. She definitely wants him.
Too bad we stopped, though. She seemed to really freak out when I was about to unclip her bra.
"You suck." Y/N said. She hung up her phone and groaned, slinging her backpack over her shoulder.
Sometimes, I'm glad I live in the dorms here. Reminds me that I don't have to walk a far distance to my house.
"Hey, Y/N, wait up!" I heard someone call out.
Seriously? Is this dude really that desperate for her?
Jackson huffed out some air while he caught up with Y/N. He placed his hand on her shoulder for stability.
"Could I walk you home?" He asked her.
I swear, if she even thinks about saying yes!
"No. My house isn't that far from here."
Thank god.
"Oh, well, that good to hear." Jackson began to walk alongside her, placing his hands in his pockets. "But uhm, I wanted to talk to you."
She sighed, and I inched toward the duo, trying to keep listening into the conversation.
"Yeah? Is it about the breakfast thing?" She looked at him with a neutral expression.
"Listen, I'm sorry for insulting you know who like that. I really didn't mean it. It was in the heat of the moment." He leaned closer to her, his expression a much more melancholic type than hers.
"Mhm. Well, I'm really sorry for leaving you. To be honest, I wasn't really thinking, either." She sighed. She looked away, then looked behind her back.
I quickly dodged her eyes, making sure to be unseen.
"I'm going to forgive you this time." He leaned back away from her, his eyes still on her face. "But hey, didn't you say Miles couldn't help you study with physics today? Maybe I could."
Oh no no no no no. No, he may not. But I can't stop him. I really can't. I have to make some missions with my uncle today, and I can't just leave him.
I watched as she stopped walking, biting her lip as she was thinking really hard.
"Hmmm, okay, why not." I watched as she smiled at him. NOOOO, NOOOOOOO, NOOOO.
Jackson is a serious problem. I need to get rid of him because sooner or later, Y/N is going to be falling head over heels for him. And that's exactly what I don't want.
So tonight. I'll talk to Jackson as Prowler.
I won't do anything too bad, no.
We'll just have to wait and see.
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Hey guyyssss 😛
I hope you guys liked this chapter and erm.... let's just say things aren't gonna go well for Jackson 😈
I NEED TO STOP SAYING SHIT LIKE THAT BCS PPL TAKE ME SERIOUSLY....
Allssooo, I drew María but I'm like really bad at digital art and so just let me know if you guys want to see it, and I'll post it next chapter 😛
Love you guyyssssss 💗💗
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