The Way He Says My Name♡

~Eight~

Not edited. Will edit later, just want to update for now lol. Enjoy.
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Have you ever felt so lost, that sometimes taking a risk on something is all the chance you have? Yeah, well that's me as of now. In this Spanish class.

"Any questions?"

Yes. A ton of questions because I am completely lost.

I raise my hand and she points to me, so I can speak. "Yes, can we review that last part just one more time"

She nods and moves back to the board. "Of course, this is...."

Yes I am paying money for this class. For me, I know this going to pay off. It's a little difficult and a lot of things to remember, but I know it'll be worth it. Of course, I chose to take the classes on Saturday early in the morning for three hours, and one other class every Tuesday night for two hours. That way it can be more convenient for me.

"Okay class, that's the lesson for today. You will be getting homework and projects to do as this runs along"

I place my notebook in my little book bag, and am about to get up from my seat until I feel a tap on my shoulder. I look up at the figure, and my eyes meet very blue eyes and skin white as snow.

"Hi, I'm Jack" he greets with a friendly smile, holding his hand out for me to take.

I get up from my seat and give him a small smile and a shake. "Hi, I'm Marcela. Nice to meet you"

"So" He puts one strap of his bag on his shoulder. "Why are you taking this class?"

I shrug my shoulders, and place my bag over my shoulder. "Got interested in it. Plus, my friends are Spanish. You?"

He smiles. "My girlfriend is Spanish"

I nod in understanding. "Well, Marcela. It's very nice to meet you. Or should I say 'es un placer para conocerte'" He smirks at the ending and I smile.

"Igual" I reply back.

Maybe this isn't going to be so bad.

As soon as I walk out of the school, I see a familiar black Jeep Cherokee parked out front. My brows stitch together in question as I move closer, until I see Issac leaning on the car, smiling at me.

A smile instantly appears on my face at the sight of him. He makes my insides flutter, and I choose to ignore it.

It's best this way.

"Hey, What are you doing here?" I ask, readjusting the strap on my shoulder.

"Well, I thought maybe we can hang out for a bit"  he suggest.

Kevin instantly pops into my mind and I can't help but feel the hesitation swelling inside of me. "I'm n-not." I rub the back of my neck. "I don't know if Kevin is going out today, which he usually does. Maybe he has something planned for us"

I say that all the time, but it's really my heart hoping he would remember the old times when we were friends, and hang out every Saturday.

His eyes narrow at me, he grabs my hand, giving me a lopsided grin, revealing his dimple. "Oh come on, it's not for long. It's just for a while, then you can go back to Kevin"

"I don't know"

"Marcela"

He did it again. That never ending chill at the sound of my name as soon as it leaves his lips.

It almost makes me want to go.

Almost.

I shake my head, trying to not fall into the clouds. "Come on, I want to spend time" he gazes into my eyes brightly. "With a friend"