Martina's pov
"You"
"Do you know each other?" The teacher asked
"Uh no... I eh just thought he was my-my, eh... Cousin. Yeah cousin. But he is not." I said
"Uh okay, but please can you introduce yourself?" The teacher asked
"Uh I'm Jorge blanco and I'm from Mexico, but I've lived in Argentina in three years." He said
I felt how my heart stopped beating. I didn't know what to do. I can't believe this. Is this a dream? Just a random guy you've been texting with and now he starts in the same school as you. Isn't it weird right? Of course it's weird, how could this even happen? Why did he start here and why not in another school? WHY HERE? I don't wanna talk to him. I don't wanna see him. I covered my face with the scarf again and looked down. I felt how my tears started to roll down my cheeks. I just wanna go home and never come back. I wanna be in the sky with my mom. Forever. I miss her so much. I stood up and I got everybody's attention.
"I'm going home" I mumbled
"Okay" the teacher said and I went home. Lodo's mom was home. I greeted her and walked upstairs to the bedroom and laid down in the bed. I wanted to sleep, but I couldn't. I was thinking of too many things.
After a while of sleeping I heard my phone vibrating and I got a message. It was from Jorge
Jorge: was it you in the classroom.!?
Is he stupid? Of course it was me and he knew that too. He just wrote that cuz he want us to text each other again. But no, we're not gonna text each other. Sorry :)
I did not reply, I don't like him. He is certainly a player who only use girls for bed. I hate fuckboys. And I hate him too.
Sry for bad chapter.
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FanfictionThis is a story about a boy named Jorge who accidentally sent a text to a girl named Martina. They started to write more and what happens when they meet each other in real life?
