Hi guys! So, this is the first chapter of my first fan-fiction. It's in a bit of a weird format, but some of my favorite fan-fictions are in different kinds of formats, so, yeah. Yay! So, when you're done reading, please leave a review. I'll be writing and updating as much as possible, so, yay! Hope you enjoy. Okay, bye for now! (sidenote: in this story, the paris trip didn't happen, but everything else is canon. Maya and Miles are sophomores!

Chapter 1:

(MAYA)

Maya Matlin sat in her French class, tapping her fingers and waiting for her phone to light up. She'd been chatting non-stop with someone for the past few weeks. They'd met on a chat site that was usually full of creepy guys who definitely weren't teens, called "TeensChats". It was lame, but it was also midnight and Maya had nothing better to do online. Her face-range had been deactivated after a video of her making out with Harry made it on there when Maya got drunk. Big, big mistake. But, it was the past. But, it just sucked since she now had no reason to use her laptop other than to write essays for school. The guy, (well, she figured it was a guy but you never know, right? All she could do was hope,) was apparently also a Toronto resident. Whether he went to Degrassi or not was Maya's biggest question. Her phone made a quiet 'bloop' letting her know that the boy she'd been talking to had replied. Luckily, her class was, as usual, buzzing, so nobody could really hear the noise it made, let alone notice that she was on her phone. She smiled as she opened the chat window.

billionarebadboy: when can we meet? it's been almost a month since we started chatting.

Maya sighed.

mmlovesmusic: idk, we've talked for almost a month, but i still don't know ur name. i know so much about u...why wont u tell me ur name.
billionarebadboy: hint: my dad is kinda big in toronto. a public figure..

Maya thought... A celebrity? Politician? Well, I guess the 'Billionare' part makes sense if he's rich. She just figured it was a reference to a movie. She bit her lip, trying to hide the smile she had thinking of if she figured out who this boy is. Maya sat, not replying, trying to decipher the clue. She was brought back into reality by Tristan's voice. "Just so you know, Madame is staring at you. If you keep smiling at your phone, she'll probably make you read your texts out loud. Want a repeat of the 'nibble on the ear' incident?" Maya cringed. "Okay, you have a point." She bit her lip, but not in the happy way she did when she read Billionarebadboy's chats. "Maya, what is that in your hand?" Madame raised an eyebrow, even though it was obvious that she knew. "Sorry, Madame." She ran her fingers through her hair, catching a few knots.

mmlovesmusic: gotta go for now. i'll have you on my mind. promise i'll be on yours?
billionarebadboy: mayyybeee.

Maya put her phone away, wondering when she'd know who this boy is.

(MILES)

Miles tapped his pencils on the desk in front of him. "Mr. Hollingsworth, please stop tapping." Mr. Perino furrowed his brows. "Okay, fine. Whatever." He mumbled. "Excuse me?" Mr. Perino replied, obviously not happy with Miles' tone. "I said whatever." Miles replied smartly. "Get out of my class, Hollingsworth." Miles smirked. "Okay." He grabbed his bookbag. "Hey, go to Princip-" Before Perino could finish the sentence, the door was slammed. Miles stormed out of the school, and made his way home. Luckily, it was the last class of the day, so he was only missing the last 40 minutes of class. He got home and slammed that door too. "Miles, what the hell are you doing home?!" Miles' father screamed. "Shit..." Miles muttered. He forgot that his dad knew the school schedule now, and that he had been called already about Miles skipping class. "Miles, I SWEAR. If you're skipping class again, I'll beat your ass". And unlike most people, Miles' dad meant it... "I'm not skipping." Miles started. Well, technically he wasn't. "Perino said I was done for the day, and let me go early." Bending the truth a lot, Miles kept a strong face. "Whatever." Miles' dad said, rolling his eyes and shoving Miles into the door. Miles bit his bottom lip, wishing that his phone would 'bloop' letting him know that he could finally have something to smile at.

Miles sat on his bed, tapping away, texting Chewy. A pointless conversation about the countless hot girls at Degrassi. Alli Bhandari has nice boobs, Jenna Middleton has a nice ass, there are a few cute freshmen... Nothing different, honestly. It wasn't really interesting him, so he laid down for about ten minutes, until a telltale 'bloop' made a grin appear on his face.

mmlovesmusic: tell me, do you go to degrassi?

Miles thought if he should tell this girl whether he went to Degrassi or not. But...they'd talked about so much.

billionarebadboy: yes...i'm new this year. do you go to degrassi?

mmlovesmusic: i might.

So, here's my first chapter! R&R? It'll progress more in the next few chapters!