After Spring Break

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*Esme* 

I've been thinking about that night at the club, that gorgeous guy, getting home in one piece. When me and Gabby got home we didn't wake up my parents, but the morning after was hell. They both yelled at me and Gabby like there was no tomorrow! I stood up for Gabby because she didn't deserve to be yelled at. It was my idea to take the car. My parents told us that we basically had two months to move out of the house, and find a place for ourselves. They also told us that they wouldn't help us with any money, so we were on our own. Like I always was, now I have Gabby, but I can tell that we both at times felt lonely. I'm getting ready for school, we finally got my car back so it's better than having to take the bus. Gabby is going to be dropping me off at school this whole week because she has some job interviews, and I can walk over to work which was right across the campus. There was a knock at the door, and Gabby opens it, "Hey you ready? We're going to be leaving soon." "Yeah I'll be down in 5 mins." I quickly brush my teeth, put some last minute touches on my lip gloss, and mascara. 

Im running down the hall way and down the stairs, and Gabby is already waiting for me at the door. "I really don't want to go to school, spring break was just to short." "I know what you mean, I'd rather be sleeping but got some interviews, and gotta get a job so we can both move out soon." I admire Gabby, even though she has been through so much, she still has such a positive attitude. "Well let's get going, I'm sure my professor would yell at me for being late." We both laugh and go out the door to get into my Mini. Oh how much I've missed my car, it literally is apart of me. I bump Avicii's "Wake Me Up" and we both sing along. We get to school, I give Gabby a hug, and head over to my class building. I take a seat in my psychology class, all the way in the back because i have always hated sitting in the front. I'm taking this class because its one of the many classes i need in order to become an elementrary teacher. My professor walks in and starts the class. "Alright students, big and exciting news! You will all be doing a project. A partner project." Everyone groans, and so do I. I don't know anyone in this class. Great. "Settle down students, now you all know that I usually let you choose partners, but I have decided to choose them for you." Shit. Shit shit shit. I hate talking to people. My professor goes through a list of partners then I hear my name, "Esmeralda Ruiz" I look up and he says," You will be with Mikael Wiley." I start looking around to see who will be my partner, then Mikael gets up and turns around to look at me. I gasp trying to calm myself down. I get up and walk down towards the front of the room where he sits, and finally getting a better look at him, I swear this was the gorgeous guy that helped me at the club. He smiles and reveals his one dimple, on the left side of his cheek. Yup it's him. 

We both exit the classroom and he asks me,"So do you have any clue what to do?" I look up at him and nearly drool,"Yes, we just need to do umm some research and type up a 5-7 page essay, with examples and or power point, which I think would be way easier." He smiles and says,"That's true, power points always make things easier and fun, with all the pictures and sound effects." I stop and remember that my job is the complete opposite way that we are going,"I umm have to go. I got work and it's on the other side of campus so, umm I guess we'll have to meet up sometime?" "Oh yeah! Of course, can I uhh have your number or email, and we can you know meet up?" I blush trying to hide it by putting my head down,"Yeah sure." I give him my number and email, just in case. "Umm hey, Esmeralda?" "Call me Esme, not a big fan of my full name." "Oh" He half laughs and asks,"Did you happen to be at the foundation during spring break?" My heart skips a beat, and I give a nervous laugh,"Umm yeah, I was there. I dont remember the specific day. Why?" "Ooh well, I mean you look familiar and I was just-" I cut him off, "Wondering if I was the crazy drunk girl hanging on your leg? Yup that was me." He laughs and shows that damn cute dimple, and I start to laugh with him and he looks at me, "I wasn't going to put it like that but I knew I've seen you somewhere! Why didn't you say anything?" "Well let's just say that night wasn't the right way to meet" He laughs again and I just can't help myself looking at his beautiful face. Wait did I just say that? Uh oh.

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