The Heroes {Next Generation 2} (COMPLETE)

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Thomas crept into the school behind Olivia as Joan, her brunette best friend, ran to her and took her bag. They walked off and Thomas crept to a corner of the school and pulled out his notepad and continued the story he was writing, sitting down on a bench and resting the small book on his lap. He flipped a few pages and continued;

Joshua continued to laugh after the joke and time had past moments ago. He wiped away a tear from his tan freckled cheek, his eyes watery as he looked at me. "S-Sorry," he stammered, "I didn't mean to intrude but that was hilarious." My heart fluttered as Abigail dug her elbow into my ribs. I felt heat rise on my cheeks and nervously smiled.

"Th-Thanks Joshua." I stammer hard. I see Abigail roll her eyes and while I scream in my mind. Joshua, a boy who would have never noticed me on any other day. He smiles at me then runs off to his friends who are laughing and pointing at us, judgement glares plastered on their ridiculous faces. I face Abigail and she pulls my head into her cotton blouse laying perfectly on her shoulders.

"What're you writing?" He looked up and saw one of the artistic girls on school, Emma just right behind her with Lucas and Sky. They looked like they were looking for someone. Her hair shaved on her left side, her brown hair going down to her chin on her left with her left ear covered in piercings.

"A-A-A-A story." He stammered, barely above a whisper as he shut the notebook, stood up and tucked it under his arm.

"I'm Lilac," she smiled bright. "If you need some art done for that book of yours, call me." She winked and walked off to her friends. Thomas held his hand to his chest as he felt his nerves racking inside him. Lucas was his only friend it felt like, and if anyone else were to become his friend, it would take a long, long time.

"Tom!" He looked up at Lucas as the three ran to him. "Damn dude we looked everywhere for you." Lucas rested his hand on the square of Thomas back as they all caught their breath, but Emma who was inspecting her camera that was wrapped around her neck.

"I-It's Thomas," he whispered as his eyes narrowed on the camera. "Do you like photography?" Emma looked up at him, aiming the camera at his face.

"Yeah. It's a great past time," she snapped a picture, the flash blinding him. He rubbed his eyes as she turned the camera to him. He couldn't help hut laugh at how adorable he looked. He looked like a lost puppy. "You don't like?"

"N-No, I love it," he smiled, blushing creeping up on her cheeks. "I just look so lost."

"Well you are photogenic Mr.Model," he stopped laughing and looked at Emma, cocking his head to the side. "Olivia wouldn't stop bragging about it." He nodded as did the other boys. She wouldn't shut up about her model brother.

Thomas' phone rang and buzzed in his pocket making him jump. He pulled it out and sighed, answering the call. "Hello?"

"Thomas, you're signed to Marinettes fashion line and will be modeling for her fashion show, understand?" Chloe spoke in his ear.

"M-Marinette?" Chloe only spoke badly about her. "S-She's horrible." Emma shot her head up and glared at him.

"Do it. She's willing to pay a lot of money and you'll make me happy. Your first fitting is after school at the mansion. I'll meet you there." Chloe barked.

"O-Okay." Thomas whispered. Chloe hangs up before he can say goodbye. He looked at Emma as her brows furrowed in anger.

"Save it Thomas-" he cut her off.

"I-I-I-I don't know your mother personally but my mother told me she was horrible. I'm sorry if she's not, but that what I was told," he immediately apologized, Emma fixing her gaze on him. Her face reddened as he blushed from embarrassment. "I-I'm sorry." Emma couldn't help but flush when he was this adorable. She was speechless. Before she could respond the bell rang and he disappeared in the crowd of students to get to class.