The Way He Says My Name♡

~Eleven~

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That girl...

Who is she?

Ugh.

Literally this has been playing over and over and over again in my head. Probably due to the fact that I'm semi a nosey person, but that's not the point. He says his ex back in Venezuela was blond and this 'mystery woman' has black hair and bangs.

Then again, it has been a while and she could've died her hair and just cut bangs.

You know what Marcy, this is none of your business okay? Stay out of it.

If only my little Kermit the frog with the hoodie didn't tell me other wise.

"Got a lot on your mind?"

I jump suddenly in my seat, my pencil falling on the floor.

My eyes meet the same blue eyes I see every time I come to Spanish class.

"Hi jack" I give a small smile before picking up my pencil.

"You okay?" He asks.

"Of course, why'd u ask?"

"You just look preoccupied in your thoughts." He then glances at my pencil and the corner of his mouth tilts up slightly. "Um and maybe your complete bitten up pencil gave it away"

My brows furrow into confusion until I actually lay eyes on pencil. "Oh" I throw my pencil into my bag, before throwing my bag over my shoulder. "Right, um yeah I do have a lot on my mind"

"Or you're just really hungry" He says, chuckling a little.

"Ha ha" I move out of desk, and begin to walk out the classroom door with jack.

"So, hows your girlfriend?" I ask, trying to change the subject.

"She's good. Once she found out I'm learning Spanish just for her she was insanely surprised and flattered. So that's a plus" he wiggles his brows at me and I chuckle.

"That's good to hear" I smile.

"So, is your boyfriend impressed that you're learning Spanish for him?"

I raise a brow at him. "My boyfriend doesn't speak Spanish."

"Wait" his brows furrow in confusion. "That guy that picked you up the last time is not your boyfriend?"

I shake my head and chuckle. "No he's just my friend"

"Oh....well he seems to like you"

I practically wince at his words. "Oh" I laugh nervously. "I don't think so."

"Yeah, well I'm a guy and I know how it works." He says.

What can I say to change this subject?

"Right" I force out and look to the ground. "Well, I got to go home now. See you" I wave and he waves back as I fast walk away from him.

Ugh. Why is everyone saying he has a thing for me?

I get it, okay. I totally get it. I think he does too but the more I tell myself no, the better it will be.

I think I'm going to go get myself a burger. Well, a "stress" burger. Because I feel like I'm going to explode if I focus on my thoughts.

Best medicine is food.

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Issac:

"What the hell are you doing here?" I ask lowly to Andrea.