The Adventures of Skittles

Chapter 2 - Did you just quote Nick Jonas?

That is one of the best friend's visual! Hahaha! Dylan Sebastian Tatia.

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Chapter 2 - Did you just quote Nick Jonas?

"There you are!" I heard my dearest friend, Charlotte Morgan or simply Charlie yell from across the cafeteria. I looked and sent a playful glare at her way which made her giggle.

Charlie and I have been friends since the day we were born - because her mom and mine are best of friends and all that - so it's practically impossible for us to not be best friends. Charlie is your stereotypical best friend. She starts a fight with the girl or guy that's mean to me, she's overprotective, and she likes and cries over chick flicks.

She's cliché, yes but everyone in this town is practically the same.

"What's up, Charlie?" I asked as I sat down in front of her. "Nm, jc." She stated while typing away in her phone. What the fuck? "What?" I asked with an incredulous look. "What I meant was, nothing much, just chilling." She said in a duh tone after rolling her eyes. "Why didn't you just say that? Speak English, not some text language." I stated as I gave her a flat look. "Fine, whatevs." Whatevs? Seriously?

Reader: The hell with her language?

For the first time, I didn't tell my brain to shut the fuck up because I agree with her in this one.

I shook my head before shrugging. "Here's lunch." A masculine voice said as a tray of food was placed on the table. "Aw! You got us food!" I cooed as I looked up at one of the most handsome guys in school. "Hey, Skit." If having an such angelic yet masculine voice was a crime, he'd be a fucking criminal. A world class one at that.

My eyes traveled from his chestnut colored hair to his sea-green eyes, pointed nose, full pinkish lips, and defined jaw before it went to marvel his oh-so-hot body. He's wearing a white shirt to cover his wide chest and six pack that leads to his happy trail. And his legs, his strong muscular legs is covered by tight fitting blue jeans which I know hugs his ass in a nice way. I can already feel my mouth watering at the sight of his clothed figure.

"Ow!"

I received a kick to my leg which made me snap out of my thoughts. I turned to look at Charlie and saw her trying to stop from giggling.

"Are you okay, Skit?"

I glanced at the God asking me that question. Oh, if you were mine, I would do bad things to you. I blinked and shook the dirty thought away. "Yes, Seb, I'm fine. Don't worry." I said, making sure that my words were accompanied by a charming smile.

Dylan Sebastian Tatia.

That's his name. He's one of my best friends and he also happens to be the guy that I'm in love with for the past couple of years or so.

Seb, Charlie, and I are childhood best friends so you could imagine how close the three of us were. We look at each other like brothers and sisters, our relationship was completely platonic. That being said, of course, I still had a crush on Seb, we were kids back then. I even remember that we had those fake marriage game by the lake and Charlie dressed up like a guy just so that he could be the fake priest and marry us. You can imagine how that turned out, right? Seb ended up giving my lips a smack. It all started that day.

And as the years flew by that crush grew stronger until I realized that it wasn't just a crush, anymore. I didn't know how I ended up falling in love with him but nonetheless, I did.

And it hurt.

"Earth to Skittles!"

I blinked once, twice and then snapped out. "Girl, you totally zoned out on me!" Charlie hollered while munching down the lunch that Seb bought. "I'm sorry, I was just thinking." I said "What were you saying?" I asked making her roll her eyes. She hates repeating herself. "Well, the new kid was in my homeroom and he is smoking!" She said with a contagious giggle making me do the same.

"You girls, always on the look out for the hot guys." Seb said as he tsk-ed. "Anyways, I heard his family is part of the founding families." He said. I looked at him and nodded my head. "Yup. My Dad filled me in last night. He's a Gerard. Dad said that our families along with Monteros go way back." I stated. "What's his name anyways?" I asked to no one specifically. "Valentino Gerard but most people call him Val." Charlie said. "And if you want to see him, you could just turn around because they just entered the cafeteria and they are smoking." She added. "They?" I asked "Yup. He entered with Jason." She said, focusing her eyes on them as she did.

I turned and let me tell you, it was worth it. Just like what my bestie said, Valentino Gerard is smoking. And the fact that he entered the place with the hot bad boy added to his appeal.

"Jason is so hot." Charlie whispered making me turn to look at her only to see that she had a dreamy look in her eyes. "I'm hotter than those guys." Seb muttered. "Oh honey, don't be mad because you have to compete with two guys for chicks." Charlie joked. Seb looked at her with a stoic expression. "It's my right to be hellish, I still get jealous." He said. I frowned at him, my mouth going slightly ajar.

"Did you just quote Nick Jonas?"

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Algebra. Anyone in here who also hates the subject? Just raise your hands. Yeah! I can totally see everyone raising their hands! Good, good! I mean, who likes math?

No offense to the people who like that.

I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket signaling that I just received a text. I took my phone from my pocket and then looked at the teacher, checking if he was looking my way only to see that he's not because he's to engrossed in teaching.

From: Seb Tatia
I'm bored. Want to skip classes?

I felt myself smiling.

How do you exactly plan on getting me out of here?

After sending the text I immediately looked at the teacher and started paying attention. "If x is..." My lips curved into a grin when I felt my phone vibrating in my pants.

Wait for me, darling. ;)

What the hell did he mean by that? I shrugged before placing it back in my pocket. "Correct! If you add -" Mr. Monroe - the algebra teacher - was interrupted by a knock on the door. He sighed before making his way and then opening it. My eyes widen when I saw Seb. He surveyed the room using his eyes and then stopped when he saw and then gave me a saucy wink.

"Yes, Mr. Tatia?" Mr. Monroe asked with an annoyed look but when Seb whispered something in his ears, it turned into something with a mixture of concern disgust. "Ms. Meyer, you're dismissed." I was taken aback by what he said. Mr. Monroe nodded his head at Seb, granting him the permission to enter the room. He made his way towards me, a smug smirk on his lips as he took my stuff before pushing me towards the door.

"Ms. Meyer..." I turned and saw Mr. Monroe looking as uncomfortable as ever. "Next time, just raise your hand and tell me, okay?" He asked and even though I had no idea what he's talking about, I nodded my head. "Of course, sir. Thank you." I replied before walking out of the room with Seb.

When we finally got out of the building, I turned and looked at Seb. "What did you tell him?" I asked making him smirk. "That's for me to know and for you to... dot, dot, dot." He replied "Sebastian." I threatened. "Please, you'll kill me if I tell you." He said as we started walking towards his car. "What exactly did you say? I won't kill you." I said "Promise me that and that you also won't be mad." He said.

I stopped in front of the passenger seat's door while he across from me, on the driver's. I stared at him with suspicion before caving in. Curiosity got the best of me, you could say. "Okay. I promise I won't be mad or kill you." I said making him smile.

"Told him that you're about to shit in your pants and that you had a bad case of stomach ache."

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Anyone liked Seb? Hahaha!

The Adventures of Skittles.

J.