NEVAEH || SPIDERMAN: ATSV

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At around thirty minutes before the ballet performance,

Soft friendly music escaped from the building,

Families had started to file into the theater with their tickets,

Each family exuding elegant and wealthy attributes, from their attires down to their mannerisms,

It was pretty obvious that the school was wealthy,

And obviously, there would be someone who held a grudge,

"Dad, let's cut the line" Paris groaned for the tenth time in five minutes,

"Paris Marilyn Morales the second, Shut your god-damned mouth" Nevaeh whispered harshly,

The fairskinned woman in front of her shuddered, clutching her own child tightly, casting a fearful glance at her before scurrying forward as the line moved,

Nevaeh flashed her a sugary fake smile then rolled her eyes immediately the woman turned around,

Paris mugged the woman,

"Behave, don't make me beat your ass out here in public" Nevaeh whispered through gritted teeth,

"Hmmph" Paris huffed,

"Excuse you?" Miles stated,

"Sorry Mamí" Paris sighed,

"Oh, it's our turn already" Nevaeh smiled at the attendant,

Paris groaned, adjusting the cute dress her mother had threatened her to wear that morning,

After they paid for the tickets, they walked into one of the stairways that would lead to their seats as described by the brochure they were given,

They walked up, and soon got to a balcony,

Parents were walking around the long corridor, having delicate conversations, holding expensive wine in crystal glasses,

Nevaeh gasped,

"Oh my, the view from here is amazing" She said as she moved her hand from Miles' and went to check it out,

"Mamaaaa, let's gooooo" Paris groaned, getting easily irritated, due to the discomfort the sequins rubbing against her skin gifted her,

"Oh, you should take a picture here Riri, come on" Nevaeh smiled, fumbling through her bag for her phone,

"Okay, I've gotten it, come on, Paris" Nevaeh grinned happily,

Miles looked down at the girl,

Feeling his eyes on her, Paris groaned out in Spanish,

"Do I really have to?"

"Yes, make your mother happy" He answered in the same language,

Paris groaned as she stomped to the balcony's railings, folding her arms and scowling,

"That's the way you wanna pose?" Nevaeh asked,

"Yes" Paris huffed through tightly closed lips,

"Alright, but you're gonna regret it in future" Nevaeh shrugged as she took several pictures, sensing that the girl wasn't in the mood,

"Can we go now?" Paris mumbled impatiently as her mother looked through the pictures,

"Oh right, let's go" Nevaeh smiled as Miles took ahold of her hand again,

They walked up the stairs and into a long corridor, looking up at the doors to see which was theirs,

Paris was getting agitated,