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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞
"AITANA WAIT UP!" MIGUEL CALLED, running over to the sidewalk that she stopped at. Aitana turned around and saw a out of breath Miguel, "Don't even try to make me go back in there Miguel, please." She refused.
"I'm not i'm just- I know he acts like a dick he's just, insensitive." The diaz-boy defended, scratching his forehead. He wasn't trying to take a side but it seemed like it.
Aitana scoffed out a laugh "Yeah he is and he's also a fucking prick. I love karate because it's my escape from everything. I don't wanna have to worry about him bringing it up every time he has a bad day."
"I understand that. And i'm not gonna hold anything against you if you decide to leave. I just wanna make sure you're okay." Miguel assured.
Yeah it would be weird without her but if Karate was ruining her mental health he hoped she would leave.
"Thanks Miggy." Aitana smiled, her cheeks brightening up. That nickname made the teen-boy fluster a lot because besides her only his family called him that.
"Uh, about the other night. My mom says she's sorry. She was just surprised but she 100% still adores you." Miguel informed.
The perez-girl mentally sighed in relief. "Thank god. I like your mom too much."
Although they just met Carmen was easily a better woman than her mom.
"Hopefully not more than me." Miguel grinned.
Aitana rolled her eyes and giggled. "Not possible."
Once again the hispanic-boy blushed deeply, he was reddened like a tomato at this point.
