ONCE WE ARRIVED at Chantel's, I unpacked some of stuffs and put on my swimwear, while Chantel walked in the room already wearing her red baywatch swimsuit and holding her phone, "Just so you know, little one, he's in Santa Monica too right now."
"How'd you know?"
"Well, it's in their snapchat. They snapped like 4 minutes ago." Chantel handed me her phone and saw a snapchat video of them hanging out.
"Hey," Chantel said, "Invite him for a lunch."
"Oh my God, you're a bloody idiot."
"No, oh my God, I'm so smart." She giggled.
"Okay fine, doing this for the project."
I got my phone and messaged him,
Me: Hey Ivan, are you out today?
Not even I put my phone down, he already messaged back.
Ivan: Yeah, I'm in Santa Monica. You?
Me: I'm at my friend's, I was wondering wanna grab lunch today?
Ivan: sure, meet me in the pier at 12 :--)
Me: yes okay ill be there xo
I dropped my phone and wore a high waisted shorts to pair with the swimsuit and a pair of denim jacket, grabbed a purse and run to Chantel's room, "I have a date with the Spanish. I'll go first now, meet me after 12. Any chances to invite your man? I guess, if you have one."
"Oooooh, she got a date with a spanish."
"Stop," I laughed, "I better get going, bring yourself a date while I'm gone, and introduce him to me."
"Yes, Kim Possible."
I laughed and booked an uber, when the uber was outside already,
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martinez twins. - imagines
Fanfictioni'm cringing at myself for this book [kinda complete] a bunch of imagines of the martinez guys from team ten, sometimes i intend to make them either too emotional or too corny for love stories. [c] labyrinthes - may 22, 2017 completed - october 26...
