It Started With Facebook // Shmateo

Chapter Eleven

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DaLani | 10:02 am

It was only Ayleo and I as we walked down the halls late to our class.

No we didn't do anything of course. We just got here. Shawn's idiotic ass forgot to wake me uo and left without me so I had to drive my own self to school in my car and apparently Ayleo just wanted to come late.

Me: So uh, how are you and Gina?

Ayleo: Eh, I dont even know if you can call us a couple right now.

Me: What? Why not?

Ayleo: The only thing we've been doing lately is arguing, over the stupidest shit. Like girls in my dm's or me not texting her enough. Ive been so tired man.

Me: Like physically or menta-

Ayleo: Both. Just both.

Me: Hm well maybe you need a break.

Ayleo: But that's also it, I lowkey dont really want her anymore.

Me: What? Why not?

Ayleo: Im kinda feeling someone else.

Me: Oh really? Who is this chica?

Ayleo: Im not telling her name unless we start talking as in more than friends.

Me: Awe c'mon chico! Are you guys already friends? Amigos?

He laughed.

Ayleo: This is your stop. See ya.

I groaned and flipped him off before walking into class. I gave the teacher my unexcused note and sat down in my chair, pulling out my binder.

Kamia: Where were you?

Me: I overslept.

Kamia: Typical.

I smiled and began taking the notes. My phone flashed signaling a notification. I picked it up and saw a text message from a number I didn't know. I read the message and replied.

Its Sasha , Mateo gave me your nunber, hope you dont mind. 😬

Ofc not chica, wyd ?

I quickly saved her number as ; My New Wifey ❤💍

Kamia: So how long you think she's gonna last?

Me: Who?

Kamia: Sasha. I mean she's a newbie in the group, she soesnt know our secrets-

Me: Just stop right there, Kamia. Sasha doesnt need to k ow our secrets unless they involve her, which they dont. I dont know why you like to start up drama with her but Im gonna need you to stop. Whatever problem you got with her, settle it. Sasha is chill and you used to be too.

I began taking down more notes.

In the bathroom thinking. Could you come here ? I need some advice. Im in the one closest to the front doors.

I quickly sent a reply.

Yeah , im omw.

I raised my hand and got Mr. Beckham's attention.

Mr. Bckham: Yes, Ms. Rivera?

Me: May I use the restroom please?

Mr. Beckham: Yeah sure. Just hurry ao you can get these notes.

Me: Okay, thank you.