I'm just a teacher (Never fall in love with a young thug pt 2)

7 (August p.o.v )

"Man look at all the fine women in this mall," Chris grinned as he rubbed his hands together and eyed a spanish looking girl that brushed his shoulder as she walked pass.

I looked back at her briefly before I continued to walk but Chris stopped and walked back to her, using his good looks to run game on the girl. May squeezed my hand and I looked down at her, she was pointing to the food court.

"Ya hungry?" I asked her. She nodded her head as she tugged on my hand causing me to follow her into the food court. I decided to get us McDonald's.

"Hey," I spoke to the slender and tall woman on the other side of the cash register. "Lemme get a happy meal an a big mac meal?".

She nodded her head as she typed in my order on the mini computer thing aligned right next to the cash register.

"That'll be $8.21,".

I pulled out a crisp twenty dollar bill and handed it to her. It felt good to have enough money to get something. I was too busy basking in this moment that I hadn't realized that the woman was trying to hand me back my change.

"Oh ma fault," I apologized before I grabbed the change from her hand and moved to the side.

"August," May whispered. I bent down so that we were face to face. "We dont have to get McDonald's if it's too expensive,".

I stared into her brown eyes, eventually grabbing her cheeks in between my thumb and index finger.

"Here," I handed her the leftover change from the twenty. "Dont worry bout money, aight?".

She nodded her head as she quickly shoved the money into her jeans pocket.

"Sir, your order is ready," The woman called out while she extended the bags to me. I took the bags and mumbled a 'Thank you'.

May snatched her Happy Meal from me and had already began to shove fries into her mouth. I laughed at her as I pulled a fry from my bag and placed it in my mouth.

I spotted Chris walking towards me with a goofy grin on his face.

"Got them digits," He sung. "I aint never been with a spanish girl before. But you know American girls getting boring, I'm bout to cop a foreign chick,".

I snickered as I grabbed another fry from my bag and ate it.

"You ain't get me nothing? He questioned in disbelief, clutching his chest; pretending to be hurt.

"Nigga you got ya own money," I scoffed.

"I see how it is," He said.

"Chris you can have some of mine," May chimed in as she held up her bag for Chris to get some fries.

"Aww thanks little mama," Chris smiled but he shook his head no. "Ima just steal one of your brothers fries,".

Before I could look up Chris was already digging his hand in my bag.

I snatched my bag back but Chris' hand was already filled with fries.

I shoved him playfully. "Yo ya always stealin food,".

"Cuz I can," He laughed then shoved me back.

I tumbled back, knocking somebody down in the process.

"Hey!" I heard a high pitched voice squeal.

"Ma bad," I spoke while I kneeled down and attempted to help the person pick up their bags.

"No its okay, it was my fault I wasn't paying attention," The voice spoke back.

The voice belonged to a girl, her long brown wavy hair shielded her face as she quickly threw her belongings back into her shopping bags.