The overly cliche setting of a slim girl wearing his shirt while sitting on his kitchen counter swinging her legs as she watches him cook and wonder how he got so much tattoo crawling up his arms.. could be me but I'm fat.
I look up from the kitchen stool I sat as Hernandez walks to me with two plates of quesadillas. He places a plate Infront of me then takes a seat with his.
"Thanks", I say and he nods with a small smile.
"You're welcome", he says then bites into his quesadilla.
"So..", I trail, "You're filthy rich", I blurt out.
"My dad, so I guess it rubs off on me", he casually says like we're not sitting on furnitures that cost my house mortgage.
I make a pff sound and he looks up at me, "I don't get it, you have all this and you let people think you're some unfortunate immigrant",
"You're pretty but you let people think of you as fat and nothing else", he says back and I put my lips in a straight line.
"Touche", I say then take a bite out of my quesadilla. "So why'd you ride a bike, when you can clearly get a badass whip?".
He shrugs, "Bikes are underrated and also I've been failing my driver's test", he says and I nod. It's totally the last part.
"Totally get it". I say, recalling my first driving lesson with Noah. He's so lucky I didn't crash his car. "You look good with the bike though".
"Thanks", he says with a smile, like he's been waiting for someone to say that to him.
A phone starts ringing in the living room and I have no doubt it's mine. I start to get up but Hernandez stops me.
"No, let me get it for you", he says as he gets off the stool, "You're the guest remember?".
"I think guests get their own phones Hernan", I say to his retreating figure going to the living room. I hear him chuckle so I smile softly.
He returns with my phone and I thank him, taking it from his hold. I quickly pick the phone call before it stops ringing.
"Hello?",
"Abby, honey I've been so worried cause I know how you are when you're upset. Are you okay? Is the party over?",
Oh yeah I did say I'd call her.
"I'm fine", I say a bit too coldly cause Hernandez looks my way.
"Okay, are you coming home soon?", she asks, her tone with agitation. I move the phone away from my ear to check the time on the screen.
It's past one.
"Later",
"2am?",
"Much later",
There's a sigh before she says, "Okay, be safe",
"Okay",
"I love you..",
I hold a breath and then after putting my pride away, I say, "I love you too mum".
I place the phone on the counter with a sigh escaping my lips.
"Is there a Daughter-mom situation on with you guys?", he asks and the incident at the party crawls up my mind.
"No just a little argument but you would not believe what happened at the party", I say and his eyes light up in excitement.
"Fill me up",
"Okay, so we're in the party.. Noah leaves us to his friends and so Callie and I get bored which is weird cause we're in a party, you know?",
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His Chubby Princess
Teen FictionAbby Flenory isn't really known for many things other than being fat, slow and probably a big eater. She tries to go through high school without being bullied which is like moving mount everest.. yeah, pretty much impossible. Her childhood friend N...
