Sebastián

08..

These past couple of weeks have been hard for me, forgive me ❤️...

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It's been a week.

A whole entire week without the existence of Sebastian. It may be too soon to say this, but I actually missed the foreign bastard.

He missed quizzes, homework, and a lot of daily work. If I were to check his grades, I bet there would be a shitload of zeros. Zeros can really drop your grade, and I bet his sunk to the center of the earth.

My mind kept going back to the last car ride we were on. Back when we went to that water park that Saturday. Memories of his smile and laughter, made me smirk to myself. He was really fascinating. But I also remembered the sour look on his face with that phone call. There was no faint smirk, neither a welcoming vibe. I remember looking at his face. Cold eyes, and waiting for his jaw to break from how hard he was clenching it.

I wonder what that phone call was about. The bad thing about having someone around you who speaks another language, is that you can't understand what their saying. Especially a language like Italian. It's not a language people just know like Spanish. I mean yeah some words may be similar, but when they start talking fast, it's a whole different story.

But I know one thing, it didn't make him happy. It had to be bad news. But I hope whatever upset him, was taken care of that night. I hope that he's alright and not actually laying in a alley somewhere.

I was snapped out of my thoughts.

"Yo, you alright?" Austin nudged me.

I blinked several times before answering. "I'm f-"

"No she's not. She too caught up in her thoughts about how fine Sebastián is."

I threw one of my carrots at her. Right in the middle of her forehead. Vince tried to massage it to make her feel better, but she smacked his hand. He winced and bucked at her. Made me laugh a bit.

"For your information, no I wasn't. I just spaced out looking at one of Jessica's followers."

She scoffed. "Right. You and I both know that there's nothing much to look at. They don't blend their makeup, and that's definitely not a good look."

"Is that what that brown stuff is on her chin? I thought that might've been leftovers from her kissing Phoenix Fisherman's ass last period." He wheezed so hard after that. He held his hand up for anyone to slap. I gave him a five for effort.

Phoenix Fisherman is a soccer jock. He's one of our star athletes at George Warren. It's so cliche because every star athlete here are all very good looking. Let's just say half of them can't keep their dick in their pants, and the other half are actually decent and smart. They kind of lay low. Jessica pretty much gets passed around by that half. Fisherman is included in the half of those who can't keep their junk in their pants. Jessica may every now and then skip class just go blow one or even as Vince said, 'kiss their ass'. Not really kiss their ass but you know what I mean. Now that I've explained the joke, it's actually kind of funny.

We all laughed after he rolled his eyes at Austin and Madison.

"I expected more from you." He shook his head at Madison.

"Your attempt at a joke didn't tickle me. Sorry you didn't get the reaction you wanted." She smirked.

"I definitely know what to tickle to cause a reaction I want." He smiled knowingly.

I gagged. Austin choked.

"Bye Vince." Madison retorted.

Vince and Austin started dying. In the midst of that, Madison smirked behind me.