WE ARE ALL GUILTY : Maybe Even You Are?

6) Superhero Project.

"Hey Ace...we were just um...waiting for you?", said D
"Yeah I texted you but you didnt see it. I was literally behind you guys before y'all ran away like crazy through the tunnels!"
"Yeah, sounds like us", I replied.
"So what are you guys doing here? Planning to spy on me?". Even though those last words absolutely meant as a joke,I somehow felt like he knew. But that's just impossible. D wont ever tell him and I know I didn't. Thankfully our order arrived and Ace ordered something meanwhile, so we need not answer his question. As the waiter went away with Ace's order, he spoke,"No seriously you guys looked like you were having the time of your life and I can tell that Pree wont be pleased to hear that. So how about I take Rhy home and you go back to Pree?"
"Calm down, boy. Pree ain't my girlfriend. How many times am I supposed to tell you that she's literally a naive teenager crushing on me who I talk to just to make her feel not stupid etc!", D rolled his eyes
"Sounds like to me you're giving her false hope", Andd soon D dropped his fork and knife on the plate quitely and squeezed his eyes out at me with a "seriously?" expression.
"Ha and ha", replied Ace, enjoying my side comments which were definitely not being enjoyed by D.
"Leave all of that. So Mrs.Dominguez looks like you or do you look more like your dad in that case?", D was visibly confused at this."Cause you look hot". Then gave D a small wink.
"Definitely my mom. What about you?"
"Eh...a mix but since people say my lips and eyes are the most prominent parts of my face, they are both from my dad"
"And you? Or are you Mr.India?", all of us laughed at this. Ace said, "My mom". Then Ace's order arrived after which I continued. "Damn. Mrs.Calderone must've been pretty huh?"
"Senior prom winner in her high school", he was almost complacent at this
"So what? I mean I can win the pageant in my school but that doesnt mean I'll be the prettiest man in town", replied D. Attempting to get some more possible information
"My mom studied in San Diego International", replied Ace with a smirk
"Damn", I was genuinely stunt to hear that name cause it honestly is one of the biggest most popular high schools. Especially when it came to looks of students. We got it!
I said,"Ok ok no fighting about moms. Let's just shift the topic", with elder sisterly vibes
"To what?", questioned Ace with minimal annoyance.
"Dads", said D sarcastically.
"Oh shit my one's Mr.India", Ace said humorously. And then he quickly continued, "And her's is William Cameron!"
Stunt by the fact he knew my dad's name, I continued, "How do you know my dad's name?"
"What? It's Cameron. You're Cameron, right? Simple"
"No. I meant the William part, my dad's first name. How'd you know that?", I insisted for an answer
"Oh um...remember when you said about your dad in 4th grade for the superhero project? Everybody talked about Iron man and Hulk but you came up with your dad?", Explained Ace
"Oh yh? Someone's got a good memory here!", I ended that with a soft chuckle ,then I noticed that D was type of giving me weird looks. It isn't weird, you're just dumb.

After that we had our drinks while talking about Pree, the girl who has a crush on D. Most of the talk went with the question from Ace, "What the hell does she see in you?" And also his adorable frowns afterwards. After ordering and having some tuna sandwiches, we went back to our rides but luckily I got to ride with Ace this time cause according to him...someone will be unhappy. D then went somewhere else rather than go back home with us. On the way everything was opposite of what I felt with D while riding to the jazz. There were no revs, no noise, no loud music and screaming through the tunnels. But I seemed to enjoy this too. Might be because I was with Ace. There was soft music playing in the background though. Still have me by Demi Lovato, the song was sad but that was literally all of Ace's playlist. We didnt talk till we reached my house and bid eachother goodbye.

Then I described all of this to my mom and dad while having dinner and they mocked me telling that D must've been my boyfriend etc. I went to bed after that cause I was inevitably tired from all the shouting and singing with D during the ride and all the laughing while we were in the jazz. One last thing was left, I needed to switch my phone off so I picked up and D called me that instance. I picked it up and went, "Thanks for the ride, D! We should do it again if you'll be inter-"
"The project was a class project remember? And we have different sections", and that hit me like a stone.