"You have a fucking girlfriend?" I asked while crossing my arms a frown on my face
"Yesn't?" Camilo said while shrugging with a nervous smile on his face
"nah it's a yes or no question" I said trying not to laugh at his answer
"Yeah I do, but I gonna break up with her soon!" Camilo said trying to reassure me, but I was still upset
"Why are you telling her this? It's not like you guys have anything going on right?" Mirabel spoke up again. She was honestly right. We were talking like I just found out that I'm his side piece, which I was gonna be if Mirabel didn't say something
"She's right we literally just met" I said while checking the time on my phone seeing that it's 9:44 then I put my phone back up.
'wait what' I thought while I took out my phone again
"SHIT" I said with wide eyes
"what?" Mirabel and Camilo looked over at me very concerned
"IT'S 9:44" I said while looking up at Mirabel trying to ignore Camilo's existence since I can't fw him.
"FUDGESICLES" Mirabel shouted. She grabbed my hand and took off running towards our final destination, literally.
"BYE CAMILO" Mirabel shouted back to Camilo
I waved at him before we disappeared around the corner
'I'll have to talk to him later' I thought to myself thinking back to the small interaction I had with the boy.
When we made It to the office it was 9:46, we were one minute late. I didn't think It was that bad, but Mirabel was having a literal panic attack. She was breathing hard and very sweaty, then again it could be bc we just ran all the way from the other said of the school, but the color was draining from her face and her eyes were wide along with an agape mouth.
I knocked and heard a faint 'come in' so I opened the door and saw I very anergy looking old lady. Except she wasn't glaring at me, she was glaring at Mirabel.
"Hello you must be Y/n L/n" The lady said, I looked at the name tag on her desk that read Alma Madrigal
"Yes, it's nice to meet you Ms. Madrigal" I said trying to sound more polite with her than I did with the lady at the front desk
'she head honcho or whateva, I ain't finna be caught lackin' I thought to myself as I straightened my posture
"Please take a seat Infront of my desk, Mirabel follow me" She ordered me and Mirabel which we quickly complied not wanting to get her angrier.
I took a seat and looked over to the door that she and Mirabel were walking out of.
"I will be right back Ms. L/n" a sickly-sweet smile plastered on her face after she said that, except it was nothing like the lady at the front desk, evil intentions were behind that 'innocent' smile. She shut the door behind her and Mirabel and I immediately shot up outta my seat.
I took out one of my air pods and put my ear to the door listening in to the convo bc I'm nosey as hell.
"Why are you late" Alma said in the sweet voice that she used with me, but it sounded strained and fake now
"It wasn't really her fault tho" I said to no in particular
"Abuela, we were-" Mirabel tried to explain but before she could finish a loud slap interrupted her, followed by soft sobs.
"Did she just slap her?"
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عاطفيةYou transferred to Mircale High in the middle of the school year and immediately hit it off with Mr. Popular himself. What happens when he decides to be more than friends? ---------------------------------------------------------- -no script -modern...