NOVEL WEB Chapter 1: Mia
My life hasn't quite been the most exciting ever since I moved out with Luna. I'm still a loner, I still have no friends in school. And even though I'm finally eighteen years old, I'm still undefeated in the art of getting zero pussy.
Can't say I'm unhappy with my silent life though. As unbelievable as it sounds, I'm happy being alone with my thoughts most of the time.
I didn't have that ability when I was back home, everything was so chaotic and volatile.
I truly never knew what would happen once school ended and I had to open the door to that house.
The only moment of respite was when I decided to risk getting my ass beat to take some pictures of the city for a few hours.
Anyway, the point of my monologue is that something changed today. My boring, never-changing routine was disturbed by something incredible, I could barely even believe it myself.
When I opened my locker, something fell out of it. It was a small pink envelope, closed shut by what I would imagine was the saliva of the sender.
Inside was a love note, written in neat, beautiful handwriting, and signed with nothing but a pink kiss mark.
It was so insanely cliche and stupid, it could only be the work of a person from the other sex.
A girl...
My interactions with the other sex are limited to that of my sister. Any other girl around me has made it their life's mission to ignore my existence, which is exactly why this occurrence sounds like a thing of my dreams.
Who could it be? I haven't spoken to a girl who isn't my sister in years, so whose attention did I catch?
The contents of the note itself were fairly simple. They only wanted me to go up to the school's roof in the afternoon, once school and extracurriculars were over.
The letter finished with the simple yet powerful sentence: "I have a confession"
As you can guess, I couldn't stop thinking about it. I looked around at every one of my classes, wondering if the girl who did it was somewhere in my sight.
I even thought about showing it to Luna, but thankfully I came to my senses because that would have easily been the worst decision of my entire life.
And so, hours passed like eons in my mind, and now I finally find myself standing in front of the roof's entrance, the note in my firm grasp.
I took a couple of deep breaths and slapped myself in the face a couple of times before opening that door.
The orange color of the sun setting was blinding for a second, but after a few seconds, the person standing a few meters away from me became visible.
She stood with her back against the door, her long, bright blonde hair flowing against the wind.
I instantly knew who it was, and once she turned around and her devilish smile showed itself to me, I knew the chances that this was a real confession dropped to the negative.
Why? Well, the person in front of me is Mia Ellis, the undisputed, unrivaled, and astonishingly hot Queen of high school.
In other words, she's way out of my league.
For starters, she has carefully sculpted strands of natural blonde hair, styling it in two twin tails in the back of her head that go on to fall on her back. The rest of her hair frames her beautiful face, and the bright bangs that fall on her forehead serve to accentuate a couple of beautiful pink eyes.
If that wasn't enough, she has those curves any man would murder for.
A huge chest that is quite literally attempting to burst through her white hoodie like a dam, a flat, toned stomach that shows years of volleyball training, wide hips, a fine behind if I may say myself, and long pale white legs.
The girl is literally perfect.
She looked at me for a second without saying a word, her hands resting on the side of her hips before she finally spoke.
"Adam, You came"
"What do you want Mia?"
Worry not. Adam Eden ain't no damn simp...
Until he is, of course.
"Hmm, didn't you read my letter?" She spoke, that coquettish smile on her face growing as she walked towards me.
"I have a confession to make"
She stood in front of me, her eyes looking up at mine like a damn succubus.
"You're pretty good with cameras, right?"
"Uh, I guess?"
She hummed, nodding her head slightly before she continued talking.
"I have a deal for you Adam. Be my only fan photographer"
I didn't respond. I thought it was a joke for a second, I even wondered if I should let out a fake laugh or something after the deep silence that followed her words.
But as I looked at her eyes, I saw nothing but determination and seriousness behind them.
She's serious.
Who the fuck does this girl think I am?
I opened my mouth to refuse, an annoyed frown forming on my face when her ridiculous proposition was finally processed in my brain.
"If you accept, I'll give you ten percent of any earnings I make from my page"
Her words cut me off like a truck. The words in my mouth fell right out, and I couldn't help but open my eyes slightly.
I don't know much about the whole only fans thing. But, if there is something I've seen is how much money the girls on that site are making.
Millions. Millions a month.
Mia knew she finally got my attention. She laughed, her hand covering her face as her eyes grew amused with my sudden change of tone.
Her hand reached out to the pocket of her shorts, from which she retrieved a small piece of paper and a pen.
She wrote something on it, before extending out her hand to give it to me.
"I have to go, text me when you make up your mind" she stated once my hand hesitantly took the piece of paper, one last wink in my direction before she suddenly ran off.
What the hell have I just gotten myself into.
I stood like a statue for a moment after she left, still wondering if everything I had just heard was part of my imagination.
My eyes finally landed on the piece of paper.
Wow. What a way to get your first number, Adam.
I left school shortly after and ran straight to my apartment. Luna had texted me that she was going out shopping with some friends, so I would have the whole place to myself for at least a few hours.
I need to do some research. There are a couple of things in this whole situation that are troubling me.
Firstly, I can't seem to understand why she picked me out of all people, especially when Mia's boyfriend is the one and only Chad Philips, the football team Captain.
I guess it's possible that she knew Chad wouldn't allow it, so she decided to go with the guy who's known for taking photos.
Maybe she thinks higher-quality photos will increase the chances for her page to grow, and I would agree.
The porn industry is pretty interesting. It's one of the only industries in the world where "talent" gets recognized. In other words, if you're hot, the possibilities to make a big buck out of it increase tenfold.
The second thing I learned while doing research, I underestimated how much only fans models make.
By a lot.
The most any model has ever made is 13 million in a single month. This was achieved by "Honey Pie" two years ago, and the record has since remained untouched.
13 million a month is fucking demented. I wonder if CEOs make that much in a month.
There's a big problem though. If anyone realizes that I'm the one behind that camera, any hopes of getting that scholarship have fallen into a shit-filled toilet.
Is it worth it? For me, no. It's not, I'm sure I can make a good living with the photography scholarship I'm being offered.
But for Luna. Maybe I can pay for her college with that money.
What if it's just a joke? Maybe it's a setup from Chad and he'll jump me when I plan a meeting with Mia.
Ahhh, fuck it.
I took my phone and created Mia's contact, putting in the number before I finally began texting her.
["Hey"]
That was my first message. I wondered if maybe I should text something else, but before I could think about my next text the blue checkmark appeared next to the message.
Damn, she's been waiting.
["Ready?"]
["Can we discuss the details in person?]
["Sure"]
["3324 Promenade Ave #101 Apt 801"]
["Come at 3pm"]
["Don't be late😘"]