With You

CHAPTER 1

Selena's pov

As the roads looked more and more familiar I got even more excited. I couldn't wait to see him after my 3 week holiday. My best friend. Skipper.

We live next door to each other and have been friends since we were real young. His real name is prince but I nicknamed him skipper.

He's 17 and I'm 14, three years apart. Finally arriving at my home I jumped out of the car, letting my brother take my suitcase. We go back to school tomorrow, skipper was put back 3 years because of his test results so we're in almost every class together.

Running to his front door, I knocked quickly and waited for an answer. Seeing my best friend appear with tears in his eyes I was worried but too overjoyed to see him to process that.

Prince gets beaten sometimes by his step father. He gets called names too.

Jumping into his arms, I hugged him tight, feeling him hug me back with his strong arms. "I missed you skipper!" I whispered in his ear "I missed you more" he whispered back.

Now in my room, he sat on my bed reading his playboy magazine, while I unpacked my things. "Damn... Sel look" he said staring at his magazine. As I looked at the magazine I saw a completely naked woman, Latina like me. "She's pretty..." I told him, slightly shocked. I understand it's natural but it's the first time I've seen a naked woman.

"She's sexy..." He corrected me making me giggle. "You need to stop tripping on these porn models" I told him "true..." He said laying down completely.

"Could I stay the night sel... I just... I hate it at home" "I know you do" I said sighing, "I'll ask momma" "can we go to the lake?" He asked. I nodded as he followed me.

"Momma can p stay over night" I begged "fine..." She said staring into p's hopeful eyes. "Thank you Mrs Quintanilla" p replied before taking my hand, leading the way to the lake.

Laying down on the grass with skipper was relaxing. Much more relaxing than I thought. "You know... I'm gonna make it big when I'm a little older, maybe a few years" he said. "You think?" I asked "I know it sel... I'll make enough money for me and you to get out of here. This stupid town, horrible people. Just me and you" he said as his left hand seemingly effortlessly slipped into my right, our fingers intertwining.

I smiled at the comfortable silence, I didn't dare question his dream, because I believed him. I believed he'd be a world famous musician, I believed we'd run away together.

"I love you" he told me, feeling him looking at me. I just closed my eyes. "I love you too" I whispered.

"What was it like in Spain?" He asked referring to my holiday. "I loved it. It was amazing" I smiled "I haven't even been out of Minnesota" he laughed.

"I begged momma to bring you with us..." I told him sighing "it's alright". "Sel..." "Yeah" "are you a virgin?" He asked witch caught me off guard quite a bit.

Because he's my best friend I felt more than comfortable though. "Yeah" "oh" he said. "Why?" "It's just... You know... You know Denise Matthews in senior year" he asked.

Denise was a gorgeous gorgeous woman. She was a lot more confident and forward than me and I found that really intimidating, so I don't talk to her much.

"Yeah" I said "we're... We've been dating. I was a virgin at the time but now I'm not" he told me. I just looked over at him to see his big dark hazel eyes staring at me.

I don't know why I felt so upset and hurt by that. I really really don't know why. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Let's go home" "what's wrong though?" He asked once again. I just got up off of the grass pulling my hand from his.

"Hey, lover, I got a sugarcane
That I wanna lose in you,
Baby can you stand the pain
Hey, lover, sugar don't you see?
There's so many things that you do to me" he read out loud to me as he sat on my bed, my head on his lap as he played with my hair. He was writing songs as usual.

"I don't like the pain part... I don't understand it" I said screwing my nose up. He laughed throwing his notebook down onto his pile of clothes on my floor and began to stroke my hair more. I closed my eyes concentrating on his long thin fingers grazing past my scalp and running through my hair.

"So you and Denise are a thing now?" I asked. "Yeah... She's really nice... A little forward, but nice" he chuckled. I stayed quiet. I don't know why or what my problem is. I just know now that I hate Denise.

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