My One And Only•Jeff Atkins

School is ok

I walked in for Spanish class. Which I was really happy for. Because it's like the the only class I never fail. Besides gym.

I walked in and sat in my seat. In my left no one sits there. But there was a guy name Jeff Atkins. But he didn't show up. So yeah. And to my right is Clays major crush. Hannah Baker. Ha. I always tell him to give it a shot. But he never does.

I'm like one of the 5th people that speak perfect Spanish. And it's good and bad. Good because it's hilarious watching the other people fail. But it sucks because I'm always getting ask what Spanish words or sentences are in English. But I don't give it to them.

" Ok class. So remember when Jeff Atkins didn't come yesterday. Well he was on vacation and here he is now. So I want you guys to welcome him." The teacher said.

I swear that boy looks so familiar. I bet he has been here since freshman year. But he is so fine. Damn his hair color looks perfect with his skin color. And those earings on him. Damn I can't be liking someone already.

"So class I want to talk over what you guys did this summer. Betsy do you want to go first." Said the teacher.

Is she serious. Why me. Ugh. Jeff sat next to me and smiled. I looked at the teacher and nodded.

"This summer I went to New Jersey and New York with my family. And I also went to LA with my cousins cause my big cousin was getting married in Disney Land."  I said. Probably sounding so spoiled. But I went to New Jersey and New York in car so yeah.

"And I want you to tell your name and the things you like. So please Betsy Cary on." She added on

Is she freakin serious. This is school. Not a meeting greet. But I don't wanna fail this class. So might do.

"Ok. Um. My name is Betsy Reyes. My favorite colors are blue and black. I really really like basketball. I am very tomboy. I love chance the rapper so much that I know everything about him. And I am 100% Mexican so don't mess with me." I said with a laugh because the ending was kinda funny.

When I said I really liked basketball all the basketball players like Justin Foley and Zach were wooing and stuff. And I am 100% Mexican. So don't come near me when I am in attack mode. I will slap you with my latina hands.

The teacher called on Jeff. And this is when I got interested.

"Hi I am Jeff. Jeff Atkins. This summer I mostly played baseball. But I went to Chicago. I like blue. I love baseball. And I'm hispanic. I work out a lot. And I care about people"  He  said.

The teacher nodded and carried on with the rest. I didn't really care about the others. So I just writing a bunch of songs of chance the rapper in a piece of paper.

"Wow you are obsessed with that guy."  I jumped when someone said that. I looked at my left and saw Jeff looking at my paper.I quick put my arm on top of it.

" Yeah I kinda am you can say."  I said in a shy way. But I don't know why. I am very outgoing person.

"Hm I heard like 3 songs of him. And I didn't like them."  He said with a smirk

"Well it's because you have to listen to every song from all his 4 albums. 10 days, Acid Rap, Surf, and coloring book." I said with a smile. Because I know everything

"But I thought he has only 3 albums. That's why he wears 3 all the time."  He said very confused

I groaned and looked at him. I smiled to be nice. "There is another part of that. It's confusing for people that don't know him very well. I'll tell you like in lunch or whatever because it will take a long time to explain everything." I said with a smile. Ha. Already friends with the hottest guy ever.

He nodded and looked at the teacher. The bell ranged and I got my bag and went straight to the door. Ugh. Hope the day is almost over. I need English, Gym, Lunch, Algebra and BOOM. I'm done with the day.

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Ok I promise I'll make longer chapters I swear. But it's funny because while I was writing this I was listening to chance the rapper. And yes it's true I am obsessed with him. Like so obsessed that you think I am a phycopath. Well I hope you liked that chapter. I bet you didn't. But oh well. Bye potatoes.