Math Class |Weston Koury|Completed

I'm His Girlfriend

We walk into the hotel restaurant and Weston and I are holding hands as we go find a table. All of a sudden I hear a, "Weston!" I let go of his hand just in time because a girl wearing sort of the same outfit as me but she is wearing converse and shorts, jumps into Weston's arms. I gulp.

"Erin!"

"Weston I've missed you!"

I step back again. They finally release each other and Weston comes over and swings his arm around my shoulder. I look at him and smile. How'd I get so lucky? "Hey," I start. "Erin," she finishes for me. "Erin. Yeah okay." I mutter. "What?" She asks me. "Nothing!" I smile.

She follows us to our table. I order a water, Weston orders a Pepsi and so does Erin. We get our drinks and we start talking.

"So Erin how's it been?" He asks Erin.
"Good. How about you?" She asks him back.
"It's been good, I started going to public schools again. That's where I met Lexy." He says. We hold hands under the table.
"So Lexy, are you and Weston like, you know, together?" She asks me.
I look at Weston before I answer that and he gives me a nod. "Yea." I finally said.

She gives me a sad look and nods. "I have to go. Nice seeing you Weston!" She says. I look at her. I knew she wanted Weston. He's mine. I don't care if that sounds selfish. I won't let any girl take him from me. Even if they're as pretty as Erin.

Yes I said she was pretty because she was.

I turn to him, "Okay Mr. Koury, what do you want to order? My treat." He gives me a weird look.

"No. I'm paying."

"I'm paying, you rat."

"I'm paying."

"Wanna fight sticky arms? Let's go."

He laughs and the waiter is what makes him stop laughing.  We both order burgers and I post on my Instagram, (which now has like 40k followers) that we are dating.

After we got out of the restaurant, (I won by the way, I got to pay,) we went to the venue that Weston and Mario were answering questions at. He kisses me cheek and as I turn around to sit down, a fan took a picture of me and screamed, "Weston's girlfriend!"

I smile and take pictures with every single one of them. THEN I got to go sit down. Why didn't anybody tell me being popular was hard. I think to myself.