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The Trouble Maker

If you had all the power in the world, what would you do with it? "I'd do whatever makes me happy!" So it begins. A journey of reaching goals, finding new love, doing random cool shit awaits. Go on, give it a read!

Feign_God · Urbain
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9 Chs

The First Day of School! (Part 1)

"Did you get everything?"

"I think so."

Miles and Luke were walking side by side as they made their way to the elevator.

After finishing their bomb breakfast, they both got ready to head out. Miles needed to go to school, while Luke had some business to take care of.

Luke wore a classy tailor-made navy blue tuxedo with a black undershirt and shoes; looking very gentlemen like with a hint of badassery with his slick-back hair, Presidential Rolex on his right hand, diamond pinky ring on the same hand.

Miles wore red Off-White arrows high-tops on his feet. He had on Amiri denim MX1 jeans, with an LV belt; hooked on the front left belt loop he had The Gucci Mini Pochette Accessoires in Monogram canvas, hanging about. He wore a white Off-White, blue-collar hoodie. Over his hoodie, he had a Moncler Black Down Montbeliard Jacket to make the fit complete. Not to mention the Gucci GG Supreme black backpack strapped on his back.

He sagged his pants a bit, not too much that it looks like he shit his pants, but stylistically enough for his LV belt to show.

He looked like a hype beast, and he was one. He loved premium things, not just because they were popular, but also because they were durable and looked good.

He had the money, but he didn't buy most of these. They were mostly gifts from his rich female clients who he's had special relationships with.

Miles was a fuckboi, but he knew that, and he didn't care. God has blessed him with a handsome face and a tall stature, he wore diamond earrings; it looked dope on him. He wore designer; he wanted to look and feel good. Haters gonna hate. He just wants to be his best self, it makes him happy.

Enough of that...

They entered the elevator, and the doors closed as the elevator descended towards the lower floors.

The doors open once again on the lobby floor. Only Miles came out as the doors closed once again, heading further down.

Miles walked towards the receptionist's desk only to see a blonde lady sitting there, typing on her keyboard. In front of her was a family of 3; a mother, a father, and a cute little girl hold both their hands. They were dressed heavily in winter season clothing, and boots.

Miles walked toward them sneakily without making a sound. He greeted them with a nod and smile. Speaking would ruin the surprise as he stood 6 feet behind them, keeping space for both his and their safety.

They quickly finished their business and head towards the elevator which Miles had used to come down here.

He quickly made his way up closer to the receptionist's desk with a smile on his face.

"Hey, beautiful." Miles said as he looked at her softy with a nice smile. His left hand supported his head, his arms were on top of the desk as he leaned his body towards it.

"Go away, I'm working. Don't you have school? Shoo~ Shoo~" She said in annoyance behind the desk, not looking at him.

"Come on Maddie, I came to say thank you for saving my life. Can't I thank the princess who saved the prince charming?" Mile said playfully as he walked behind the desk and hugged her from behind.

Maddie felt his warm breath as he whispered the last sentence softly to her right ear. It tickled her ear as her body quivered a little. Her expression softened as she felt his warmth on her back and front. He wrapped his arms around her, embracing her whole, resting his head softly on her creamy shoulder.

"I love your fragrance... smell like fresh roses." He softly whispered into her ear.

She quivered, blushing a little as she tried to get his arm off of her.

It was a fruitless effort as she closed her eyes and melted into his embrace.

"I was worried... a lot. Do you even know how I feel? Seeing you like that scared me." Her voice trembled as she spoke words full of her genuine emotions.

"It's okay, I'm here now aren't I?...How about I take you out this weekend? Just me and you, we'll go somewhere fun, I promise." Miles reassured her, trying to cheer her up.

Breathing in her fragrance calmed his mind as he closed his eyes and focused solely on his breathing. It made him drowsy a little; wanting to cuddle and fall asleep together, embraced in each other's warmth through the cold winter night.

She patted his arm to get his attention; she tenderly whispered, "Baby, you should get going, you're going to be late." Even though she wanted to be in his embrace a little longer, she didn't want him to be late for school.

"Nah, just a little bit longer." Miles replied as he hugged her even tighter. He could hear how she sounded a little down; he wanted to squeeze out all the time he had with her before he absolutely needed to go.

Smiling, she didn't argue, just enjoying what she had at the moment to the fullest.

Time quickly passed as a raven black Cadillac pulled up outside the lobby doors.

*beep* *beep*

It beeped twice, which got both Miles and Maddie to open their eyes, looking towards where the sound came from.

"I think that's my ride. I gotta go." Miles took his hands off her and pecked her on the cheek. Straightening his back, he started making his way towards the exit.

Turning around, Miles started walking backward as he looked at Maddie, smiling he asked, "Do you wanna go on that date this weekend or should we reschedule?"

She took a cute thinking pose as she played hard to get, "Hmmm... Let me think about it. I'll facetime you later today." Smiling sweetly, she waved her hand goodbye.

Until her expression changed to one of worry as she tried to warn him of something.

"watch out for the! *bang*.... door." She tried to warn him, but it was too late. Closing her eyes, she shook her head; her left hand on the side of her face.

"I'm good... I'm good" Miles quickly turned around and exited the building. Entering the SUV, shotgun, he quickly shut the door.

'Fuck!... that was so embarrassing. Shiiiiiit!... the back of my head hurts like hell. Why is the glass so hard anyways?'

"Drive."