I sat in the shadow of a tree in the school-park with the school register in my hands. My eyes searched for the name Deleon.
Days, Julian
Dean, Monica Raquel
Delaney, Patrick
Deleon, Court Evan
Wait, what?! Who is Court Evan Deleon? I closed the register and stood up from the ground. I closed my backpack and walked back to the office to give back the register. The halls were crowded with a bunch of teenagers that were talking, making out and running around like crazy monkeys.
The office door swung open a few inches from my face. " Try not to get in any trouble, please," said the headmaster's voice. Out came a group of five good looking boys. Two of them looked really alike. Both of them had brown hair and green eyes. They were tall and tan. They were really cute.
One of the boys were laughing so hard of some weird reason. Who laughs after getting in trouble? Definitely a bad boy. He had black hair and clear brown eyes. He was tall as well.
Behind him stood a guy with dark brown hair and Sea green eyes. He patted the laughing bad boy's back. He had a dark, brown leather jacket and a pair of jeans. A cute grin covered his face.
Beside cute-grin-guy stood a guy with messy, brown hair and clear blue eyes. He had a blue v-neck that hugged his fit body and a pair of dark jeans.
They walked past me. Both of the twins stared at me. The boy with black hair smirked and winked at me. I think I blushed. Why haven't I seen these guys before?
I gave Mrs. Johnson the register and walked to the hall were my locker was. Beside my locker stood my best friend, Mabel, waiting on me. "Hey, giiirl," She said as always. "Hi." "What's up?" "Do you know who Court Evan Deleon is?" The words was out before I knew it. "Of course! He is in one of those popular gangs with some other boys. Eric Allen, The Berry twins and Gabe Reed, I think."
The good thing about Mabel is that she knows everyone! You can ask her about people from a neighbourhood in Kazakhstan and she know's who they are. You can call her a nerd. She has Blonde, shoulder Leigh hair and green eyes. She use contacts instead of glasses, because she says her eyes looks too big when she wears them.
"I can show you who they are during lunch," She added. I thanked her and went off to my classes.
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Me and Mabel sat alone by a big table in the cafeteria. She pointed at the group that had walked past me earlier. The good looking guys. "You see that guy with brown hair and that blue v-neck?" Mabel said. "Yeah," "That's him. That is Court." "Why did you even want to know who it was?" Mabel asked me.
"I have to tell you something," I said and looked down. She didn't know that I was adopted. "What?" she said and took a bite of her huge sandwich.
"There is something I haven't told you yet.." "What?" she said with food in her mouth. "I'm adopted." "What?!" Mabel shouted. Everybody stared at us. "Sorry," she wispered. "How long have you known this?" She asked. "Not long, I promise," I said. "Then what is your last name?" She asked eagerly.
"Deleon," I said. "Are you kidding? That's awesome! You're not Paz Vincent anymore. You're Paz Deleon!"
"So that's why you wanted to know who Court was. Because you and him have the same last name," Mabel smiled. "Exactly," I said.
Suddenly the other chairs by the table were occupied, and Courts gang sat with us. "Hello, girls," Said the twins at the same time. "Hello?" Mabel said more like a question. "What's your name's?" Said Court. "Mabel Nixton," Said Mabel almost before he was finished with the question.
