One Night Later

Day I Met Him

(Hello guys! I appreciate all of you reading up to this point!!

This chapter will contain a lot of bad words, just giving you all heads up.

Also I should've put another part in my first chapter, but I totally forgot to put it in. So I'm just going to add it to this chapter.)

It was the second day of school and this time we all had a full day. You know someone like me loves school and would rather spend it here than at home cleaning or being a church.

Everything was great and then there was lunch time. My best friend and me were going to sit together and when I notice where she went to sit at. It was not good. She went and sat with the girls I don't like, they all don't like me very much. So, I had to sit next to my best friend. I didn't say a single word and she didn't even know how out of place I was. She knew all along that I didn't like them. But I let it pass this time.

Next day, it was the same, she went to sit next to them. And of course I would follow her n go sit next to her, but this bitch ass Mexican didn't let me sit next to her. She simply said, "Sorry, this seat is taken. You can't sit here," are you fucken serious. That bitch, and we both knew no one was going to sit there. And of course I just respond with a simple "okay," what the fuck is her problem. And my best friend listening to all and didn't do shit. She just stood there like if nothing happened and that got me super pissed. How could she say nothing.

And I just left the table mad and sad, both at the same time. I went and sit next to Evan, he's a senior and he's a really nice friend. I met him at band camp and for the first time being at band camp, it really did touch my heart. To be honest, those days were great. An experience I will never forget.

For awhile I was going to let the whole issue with Haley slip away, Haley the one that kicked me out of the table. But then something clicked inside me. I'm not going to deal with any of their shit and my what's so called "best friends" shit either. I have forgiven her so many times and she doesn't even say she's sorry. When everything is good, she goes on and rubs it in my face. Last time, that I remember off, she threw me a tray of food on my face. she got even more mad that her two friends went with me because they knew she did wrong. She basically never said sorry and I forgave her. But that was it and I wasn't going to be humiliated by her ever again.

When night came, I texted her that I was done with everything and with her. That it wasn't right for her to do nothing and just keep repeating and repeating. I gave her a chance to tell me that she was going to change that but instead she didn't say anything and she let me go. I was so pissed and so irritated because she was protecting them. All of them.

I had to block her on everything. And from that day on, I have been ignoring her every single day. And everyday was a pain on the butt.

~~•October

For all last month was pretty much boring and like my usual routines. Go to school, babysitting, and sleeping. I have gotten into pretty both small and big arguments with my father. He's a very strict and difficult father and for all of you that have one like him, I feel bad for you. There is so many things I could say about my father. Mostly he's the boss, of course, he wants everything his way, and if we "do something" we didn't do we still get in trouble.

I don't know what's going on between my father and I but I really hope that we can just be in peace without arguments and kinda yelling at each other.

One night I got on my iPad on the weird app called skout. Of course, that weird app got my attention and now I can't leave it alone. I met new people and I met cute guys as well.

After talking to this boring guy I went and found another guy. I dont pick who to talk, the app itself gives me a person randomly. And it gave me this adorable but ugly looking guy around my age, 14. He wasn't that bad, or was he? Nah, it's just me.. so I texted him with a simple hey.

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"Hi," just a simple greeting and get this over with so that next day will be like if we never met.

"Hey," and of course he would text back. Because for my profile picture I have a really nice one of me. And I have to admit, I was looking pretty hawt.

"What's up," I had no clue what to talk about when I'm here talking to a bunch of strangers. But I'm glad he keeps the conversation by saying, " not much just listening to reggae music," I'm completely lost by that type of music, cause I never heard those types. I'm more into batchata and kinda metal songs.

"Cool, so where you from?"

"I'm from Mexico, how about you," holy shit, he's from Mexico. I did not see that coming. This is the hardest question to ask, "where are you from?"
I didn't want him exactly know where I live, because he's a stranger. But on the other hand, he is a stranger and it's not like he's going to come kidnap me and take me away. So I decided to admit where I'm from.

"Really?! I'm from Muskegon, USA."

"Hahaha yes, and cool.. how is it over there?" At this moment I knew he was okay to talk with. I felt much more comfortable talking with him than any other person. And honestly he's the first Mexican I have talked to on this app. And right at that moment I had my trust in him.

"It's alright but damn these white ass people,"  knowing that I was white, but there are certain white people that are too racism and judge way too many people, and I don't like it.

"Haha, damn, you seem to hate white people huh?.." and I admitted, " it's not that I hate them, it's the things they do. And I just don't like it," I said nervously, even though he can't see my expression.

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We talked for a very long time. It turned out to be he was from Texas but is living in Mexico with his parents. I thought I was going crazy because a Mexican dude learned English and especially that he's from Mexico. I'm actually very impressed. We also heard each other's voices. I was the one to ask. But he send it to me. It was a very deep, grown up voice but it was super adorable at the same time. And he wanted to hear mine, so I send him one back. 

We exchanged each other's Snapchats users and we could text the next day because it was fucken 4:00 of the morning that we stayed home talking. And I had class that day. We agreed that we could talk later today. And for some reason I was super excited.

I had my normal classes and we have been texting the whole day. And I was super excited to get home for the phone call.

Once I got home, I quickly cleaned my room, washed the bathroom, and went eat with my family. After that I quickly finished doing all my homework and when I finished I texted him saying that I was ready to call him.

During the call I was super nervous and I fell in love with his voice, his voice was much better than on the voice recording message. We talked about so many things in just a few minutes. We talked about how he lives and how many siblings he have. How was school today and you know, the stuff people talk usually.

We said goodnight to each other and went to bed. As soon as we finished the call, I felt so happy to know that we have so much in common. Well, I mean, not everything everything. It was just a few things. I tried going to sleep, but failed miserably. I was thinking about Tyler the whole night until I completely fell asleep and woke up the next day with so much energy in me.