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╰☆╮ MIGUEL SAT ON HIS BED IN DEEP thought, he had went over maliá's whole notebook and his favorite part about it was that she wrote in cursive, it wasn't a messy cursive either it was pretty cursive, a cursive you could read easily as if it was normal writing. he loved it, it made her seem more poetic in a way.
it was now the morning of, he slept not too good because he spent five hours going through three years worth of school notes when in reality her senior year notes were only three pages worth. he just wanted to see how her handwriting progressed over the years and how her little annotations changed after every three months, he was intrigued with every single detail she had in store for him.
"miguel! you're gonna be late." his mom shouted as she knocked on his door, "one second." he muttered back, "said that an hour ago, get your head out of that notebook it's only your second day!" she scolded him as her voice became distant telling him that she walked away.
at that he decided to finally close the large binder full of school notes before standing up and grabbing his keys to leave, "bye mamí, love you." he shouted before he left and started his drive to school, on the way he thought about what him and maliá would talk about when he gave her her journal back.
she didn't seem to be what everyone was depicting her to be, she didn't seem quiet and to herself she seemed really bubbly and outgoing, he and maliá got along immediately after they met, so when he approached her with her notebook her bright smile immediately made him feel welcome in her presence.
"hey! how was your studying?" she wondered as they both sat down at one of the tables across from each other, "amazing, i got a lot more done than i thought i would, it was even better cause you write in cursive. was an impressive sight to see, you made notes interesting somehow." he laughed to simmer down the compliment he gave her so he wouldn't run her away, she began cheesing as her whole persona brightened, "really? well i'm glad i made studying easier for you, ready for the little run through?" she beamed.
"mhm, go for it." he confidently smiled and they got into their study session, as time went on their conversation had steered away from literature and went to their hair routine.
"oh yeah i mostly braid it, the secret with my hair is not to touch it until wash day." miguel shrugged, "then i have a normal routine i use extra product here and there but you know it's just the basics."
"my hair used to be so freaking bad oh my god," she began as she pulled out a case of what looked like pre-rolls, "it's lavender." she informed him as he watched her in astonishment.
the school allowed it but you'd have to be drug tested after, immediately after.
"but my hair used to be horrible, crunchy and all that jazz. then i started using this like rose water and rice water and did hair masks and just learned how to take care of my hair and overall it just grew out and i cut it then like... yeah." she explained as she exhaled the relaxing herb, miguel watched her as she smoked, it was like she always had something there to infatuate him with. "i'm jealous of your hair it's all silky and brown and it has all this body like oh my god." miguel complimented her, "thank you!" she gushed as she pushed some of her brown locs down behind her ear.
