bloody lovers // y/n + robin arellano

𝐂𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚

We entered the cafeteria and chose to sit at the table closest to the exit. We told Finney what we wanted to eat before he went to but it.

Whilst I waiting for him, I decided to take this time to examine Robin.

He was sitting opposite on the opposite side of the table, watching Finney from afar.

'Since when did he have that thing on his knuckles?' I wondered, noticing that the hand that was covered in blood now had some sort of bandage on it

Unfortunately, I wasn't being too secretive whilst I was looking at him, since he had clearly seemed to nice when he asked "You got staring issues, chica?" Then he hid his hands under the table, turning quickly to look at robin once more.

My cheeks flushed with embarrassment from his comment, 'I really need to be secretive next time because that was.. embarrassing.'

Finally, Finney came back with our snacks, and although there wasn't a wide variety of snacks to choose from, I stole got my favorite, cinnamon roll. (If that isn't your favorite then imagine it to be)

Of course, I had finished my snack the quickest, obviously because if it was my absolutely favorite food and because it was also the first thing I had eaten today, "That was really good, wow." I said, picking up a tissue and wiping my mouth.

As I made my way to throw the rubbish away into the closest bin, I noticed the same three boys from earlier approaching the bin I was headed to.

"Excuse me. You're in the way of the bin?" I spoke out, attempting to be rude in the nicest way possible to these dimwits.

Even though they hadn't budged, I decided to just barge right past them, although I quite clearly shouldn't have been doing that on my first day of school.

I knocked the curly haired boy into the red head who looked like Ed sheerans lost cousin.

They all shot me a look, just as the emo looking boy said "You're the new girl, right? I heard that Robin dude has to be your bitch for the rest of this week, taking you everywhere. Seems like you're the one following him everywhere though." Making his friends chuckle.

Being mature, I ignored his pointless remark and brushed past them all after getting ride of my waste.

I went back to sit down with who I hope to be able to call my new friends, however the other three followed behind me like some lost dogs.

"Hey Finney. Robin. So we never got your name, new girl." they said, although I still don't reply to them as I wasn't interested in them or their small talk.

They clearly didn't get the hint though.

Robin stood from his seat, Finney too, and so I copied and stood with them.

To our luck, the bell went just as the curly head opened his mouth to speak.

"Bye shitheads, don't speak to us again." Robin fit the last say and flipped them off in the mean time.