Secret Thoughts.

Chapter 4- Juan

She really gets on my nerves. Let's go? Let's go to class? You'd be late! Well she didn't say I'd be late but yeah, I'm about 5 or 6 minutes late. Mrs. Tundra, my new English teacher looks over the class and notices me walk in.

"Ah, and you are?" she asks, her expression emotionless, like she's some sort of robot.

"Juan Reyes" I say, noticing all eyes on me.

Especially a familiar face. Chrisanna, sitting with one of her friends who is white as snow. Black hair, which enhances the paleness of her face, and brown eyes.

"Go sit next to Max" Mrs. Tundra says, her finger pointed to the desk right next to a guy who looks like a body builder.

He is white, like most of the people in this class. Dark brown hair and blue eyes. I go to the empty desk at the back row next to him, which also happens to be across from Chrisanna's desk. She smiles at me when I sit down.

"Okay, class. Write about your weekend! 600 words." Mrs. T tells the whole class.

Are you kidding me? I had a shit weekend because of the fact I was told Friday I was moving to this shithole of a place. Chrisanna passed a note to me that said, "lets get out of here next period; we can fuck around a little! My parents are not even home;)". I am deep in thought. I smirked. Hm? This could be very fun. I look at Chrisanna and nod.

She smiled a smile that my ex did. My ex girlfriend Desiraee. She moved from Mexico to Hawaii and we broke up. I think that maybe every latina that intrigues me has a quality that brings me back to Des. I still have feelings for her but fuck it. I only fuck around with girls. I don't get "emotionally attached" with someone. If I do, I am screwed. After first period, Chrisanna and I ditched school and went to her house.