Fuckboy (A Mike Fuentes Fan Fiction) [boyxgirl]

Chapter 17: No Such Thing As Too Young

Chapter 17

It's been 3 weeks since Mike asked me to go on a date with him, a month and a half since the concert, and as you already know, or think you know, my feelings are confused as hell.

Over the past 3 weeks, I've been... Missing Mike. I think it's confirmed... I have a crush on Mike.

I have missed a few days of school, gotten people to cover my shifts at McDonalds and hung out with Marcus so I could try and get Mike off of my mind.

Marcus and Vic have gone out a few more times. Marcus said that they've kissed a few times, but Marcus surprisingly said that he didn't want to take it any further. He said Vic was fragile so he didn't want to hurt him or whatever. So they've been going out for 3 weeks and it's been great.

Other then hearing about Vic and Marcus' date, I have not seen or heard of the boys. There was a few times when Marcus mentioned that Mike had been trying to get in touch with me, which he had the first week. He called once or twice, but he texted a few more times. He only sent a few, but every single one I just wanted to cry to.

New Message from Mike: hey ... So can we talk or...??

New Message from Mike: hey I just wanted to apologize I didn't mean to make you feel in the spotlight. I would call you but you're not answering so..

New Message from Mike: one date?

New Message From Mike:
Please....?

Anyways, it's just been depressing. I cannot get my mind off of him and it sucks completely because I know what fuck boys do and... Well, it seems he's not doing anything fuck boys would usually do.

As I told you before, I've been trying to keep my mind off of Mike. But wait a minute.... Shouldn't I be working if I want to keep my mind occupied?

I think that'd be a great idea.

Since I've covered that bitch Victoria's shifts so much, I'm sure she wouldn't mind if I let her off for a day by taking her shift today. When I called her, she had that preppy voice about her and of course she said yes.

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When I showed up, Tommy, my manager was waiting on me.

"Hey Cody Marie, I haven't seen you in like 3 weeks. I'm glad you showed." He snorts, a thick rim of sarcasm coating his voice.

"Sir, I've been having a bit of personal issues and I just nee-" I tried to defend, but was interrupted by his garlic smelling breath.

"I didn't ask you why. Whatever your 'personal problems' are, just fix them. McDonalds needs people and if you take off anything more in the next month, you're fired."

"Uh, yes sir." I quickly replied.

Okay, so no more days off for me.

"...Oh and Cody Marie?"

"Yes sir?"

"Tell your boy toy to quit coming up here unless he wants some food."

Oh god.

"M-my boy toy?"

"Yes. He said you haven't been replying to him and he has been showing up every day to see if you're here."

Every day?!

"Uh.. Okay sir. I'll, uh, I'll take care of it."

Dammit. Now I have to interact with him.