For Me ❦ || Mattia Polibio

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mattia's pov

lunch

"ale guess what?" i ran up to him in the hallway.

"what?"

"you know that knew class i got transferred into today?"

"yeah what about it?" he asks.

"guess who's in my class," i nudge his shoulder and he blushes immediately.

"come on dude i said i didn't like her anymore," alejandro reminds me.

"then why yo cheeks red as fuck right now?" i laugh.

"it's just memory of me liking her. i stopped mid summer bruh."

"yeah ion know what you saw in her anyway," i widen my eyes and look to the side.

alejandro rolls his eyes. "she's chill once you get to know her."

"she hates us though."

"she thinks i'm a fuckboy because i'm associated with you," said ale.

"well, technically.."

"okay before you bring up my summer flings with different girls, it was because i was trying to get over her. and it worked," he says happily. "you know what they say, the best way to get over a girl, and it get over another girl if you know what i mean."

"ew now i have an image of your terrible stroke game in my head," i frown dramatically. "you and roshuan with your stiff ass bodies bruh, i can't."

"shut up rat fuck."

alejandro and i arrive to our lunch table where kairi was waiting for us.

"what're you guys arguing about now?" kairi asks.

"just talking about alejandro's stroke game," i shrug.

"are we doing that bet again?" alejandro asks as we both take a seat.

"okay last year you lost cause you kept simping over y/n," kairi said, making me laugh. "if you wanna play you actually have to try getting girls."

"i'm over her," alejandro says confidently. "new school year, new me." as soon as he said that y/n walked into the cafeteria and dap her friends up. ale didn't take his eyes off her for a whole minute.

"thissss fucker," kairi shakes his head. "i'M oVeR heR my ass."

"nEw ScHoOl yEaR, nEw Me," i add.

"let's talk about jenna, mattia," ale turns his head to me.

"shut the fuck up," i smack the back of his head.

last year, jenna was the first girl i ever caught real feelings for, she knew the affect she had on me and used it to her advantage. ironic isn't it? the one girl i would've settled down for played me. told me all this bullshit about how she wanted to be mine and that the only way it would work was if i stopped talking to other girls.

and that's what i did. for 2 weeks i didn't even look at another female's direction just to prove to jenna i was serious about her and then she fucked another guy and told me it was all a joke. she wanted to play the player and she did, she succeeded. but there's always something about her that makes me sad whenever i look at her. it's not like i still have feelings for jenna anymore but i still can't shake her off.

"y/n isn't like jenna though, she's actually caring," kairi said.

i raise my eyebrow. "how would you know?"

"remember when ceila cheated on me?" he asks.

alejandro and i pretended to throw up while gripping each other's shoulder.

"yeah," i finally say.

"y/n snapped me and said she was sorry that it happened to me. gave me a bunch of advice and shit," he told us. "she called for the night and waited until i could fall asleep."

"what? why didn't you tell us?" alejandro questions.

"cause the both of us agreed that it was just a one time thing. we hate their friend group and they hate us. it didn't make us 'best friends' she was just comforting me."

we looked over at y/n, nicole, and their other friend katie. they caught us staring and flipped us off and i did the same with both of my hands.

"just another year," i say under my breath.

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