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Jorge's POV

The next day I didn't see Tini anywhere in school so I had to ask Lodo if she knew where she was.

"Hey Lodo!"I yelled to grab her attention.

"Wow. You didn't call me Lodita, this must be serious."

"Where is Tini?"

"I don't know. I haven't seen her all day."

"Do you think something happened to her? She looked worried yesterday."

"Why are you asking?"She gasps. "You don't happen to like her, do you?"She says with a smile.

"Whaaat? No."

Okay. Why did I extend the 'a' again?

She squeals and jumps up and down calapping her hands until she gets serious.

"You like her, not her body, right?"I don't reply to that. "Right?"

I look away from her."You will never change, will you? You are just a player who pretends to be the sweet and kind guy just to get a girl in bed."She says and leaves.

Shit.

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Tini's POV

After my mum's funeral I walked with my dad home.

I immediately walked upstairs to my bedroom. I couldn't make it half way, my knees failed me. I fell to the stairs and support my back on the wall. I cried holding my face with my hands.

It hurts.

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"Morning."I say and begin making a cup of coffee.

"Morning. You don't have to go to school if you don't want to honey."He says drinking his own coffee.

"No. I'm going. I think spending time with my friends will make me feel a little better."

"If you say so."I make my way to him lightly kiss his cheek.

"I'm going now. Bye, I'll see you later."

"See you later."

I walk outside and take a deep breath taking in all the fresh air that I could.

Alright. Here it goes.

I arrived to school and as I walk through the hallway I heard someone calling out to me.

"Hey. What's with the black? Did someone die or something?Or are you just emo?"Some girl said laughing.

"Your sense of humor apparently."I say walking pass her.

"Hey buginette."I hear Jorge say when I arrive to my locker.

"What's with the nicknames?"

"Just trying to find the perfect one."

"Okay?"I say closing my locker.

"Hey, can I ask you something?"He says.

"Sure."I start walking.

"Um, what's with all the black clothes? I mean, not that it doesn't suit you. It's just not your kind of thing. Wearing all black."

"Nothing. Just wanted to change my style."

"Okay? I will pretend that I believe that."

"You don't have to pretend anything. I am not lying."

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