Hello there, wolfies and friends!
I wrote this prologue in the train because I am so in love with Malisaac and I want people to understand why some people ship them. I'm not a good writer though I love writing, which is why I'll be writing this story only/mostly with texts. Isaac is in bold, Malia in italic and if anyone else appears in the story, they'll be underlined and I'll tell you at the beginning of the chapter who it is referring to.
Don't forget to leave a tiny comment once you read, because it's what keeps me the willing to write!
Also, forgive my poor English, I'm just a French girl.
I hope you'll all enjoy this,
xo, Nadège
(3:30) This is the worst class ever.
(3:31) Excuse me?
(3:32) No I really really do hate my math teacher.
(3:34) And I hate math, but who the heck are you?
(3:35) I don't know, who are you? Someone called you with my phone weeks ago, I just found your number and as I'm bored…
(3:36) So I'm like an entertainment?
(3:37) Yes you are.
(3:41) …Are you upset?
(3:43) I don't really appreciate being called an entertainment.
(3:44) Sorry. Won't do it again.
(3:45) Who are you?
(3:47) I don't really feel like telling you. This is so much fun.
(3:48) At least give me some hints.
(3:50) I hate this kind of games, so no.
(3:51) Are you still at school?
(3:52) Yep.
(3:54) Are you still going to talk to me when your class is over?
(3:55) I don't know, should I?
(3:57) Yeah.
(3:58) Okay.
(4:00) So… I don't know, tell me something about you.
(4:12) Hello?
(4:26) Alright, bye.