Stuck With Francis

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"You are absolutely done for."

Andrew choked on his chicken laughing when I told him about the Zambrottas and my scuffle with Francis a few days ago.

"Dude, don't laugh, I'm actually scared."

"Don't even sweat it, what's he gonna do? Like actually."

Many thoughts emerged in my mind.

"You know how rich kids are, they can get away with anything. He was the reason his parents had to move cities! And they still view him as a good son.."

"Well no matter what I'll have your back. I personally don't think he's in a position to cause trouble considering that."

His thought calmed me a little. Francis is most likely on final straws with his parents who seem to adore me. If anything were to happen, I would assume he'd get it bad. 

The bell rung signaling last period and I was excited to get the school week over with. 

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After school I walked with Andrew to his car because he usually takes me home since we live close. My phone rang and it was my dad.

"God, what does he want now?" I picked it up.

"Hello, hello? Hello?"

"I can hear you, dad." Andrew giggled. 

"Lio. Good. You're done with school?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Head to the main gate. Francis is coming to get you."

"What? Did you say Francis?" Andrew and I stared at each other wide-eyed. 

"Yeah, he's picking you up. Go to the gate and be there when he arrives."

"Why the hell is he picking me up? You can't just dump this on me randomly. Anyways I'm already with Andrew, tell him to go away."

"No, I need you to--DAMN IT. This fucking crew. Listen I don't have time to explain. Just go to the main gate." And he hung up with three beeps.

Andrew silently laughed on his steering wheel while I began to hyperventilate. 

"Bro, luck is not on your side lately." He was still laughing.

"This can not be happening. Why is he with my dad anyways?"

"Dude, that's scary. Maybe he's like stalking you. Or something." 

"Right?? What does he want?"

"I don't know. You're gonna keep me posted though, right?"

"So you're abandoning me."

"Well, the guy is on his way." 

"God, you're right." 

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I sat on the steps of the main gate of my school, done with life. A black Audi speeding down the road swerved abruptly into the parking spot, and I could already guess who it was. An impatient honk from the car confirmed my suspicion, and I headed over.