||Mr. Lopez||

• Blossom •

{Y/N's POV}

[After Robyn told me about her little smooch with Mr. August at lunch, I started to think about Mr. Lopez. I think he's weird. He's adorable, though, for a grown man. But, then I compared Mr. Lopez to Mr. August. Mr. Lopez seemed like the sweet type, while Mr. August liked to play games. That's why when I heard about Robyn and Mr. August, I was shocked. I'm just looking out for my best friend. I don't want to see her hurt.]

"It was just so soft, and--"

I stopped her. "Robyn, this is, like, the seventh time you told me this."

"I know, but it was so..... Unexpected and EXCITING!!!! I liked it," she said, smiling wide.

[I shook my head, while she told the story AGAIN. I love Robyn so much, she just don't know what she's getting into, if she starts messing around with Mr. August. He could go to jail for being with a minor. Just then, Angel plopped down beside Robyn. I don't like Angel. I hate Angel. She gave my brother gonorrhea. She is such a dirty hoe. Robyn doesn't like her, either. But, I don't see how anybody likes her.]

"Wassup, girls?"

Robyn scrunched up her nose. "Bitch, if you don't get'cho gahdamn..... Goodbye, hoe."

Angel gave her a death glare. "Don't start, bitch."

Robyn jumped up. "Or what, bitch," she yelled. "Jump, frog, and watch me pop the shit outta you. Watch yo mouth when you speakin' to ROBYN!!! You can get fly like a bug if you want to, you dusty ass thot."

"Whatever," Angel said, rolling her eyes. "So, Owen, I heard you like Mr. Lopez."

"First off, it's Owens," I corrected her. "And second, who said that shit?"

She smirked. "A little birdie told me. Oh, and Robyn, don't think I don't know about you and Mr. August. I will snitch, so get fly wit' THAT."

[She got up and walked away from our table. I swear, she just ASKS for an ass whoopin'.]

"Guhh, she do too much," Robyn complained. "Just let me shove my foot up her ass, just one good time." She threw her foot up a couple times.

I laughed. "Nahh, cause I don't want you to catch nothing."

[Me and Robyn threw our trays out and walked out of the lunchroom. I thought about Mr. Lopez on the way to art. He is cute, so maybe he could be a small crush.]