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𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 8 ♡︎ "𝑇𝑎𝑙𝑘"

Finding out Ander is smoking weed was a shock. I honestly didn't know he was. I never caught any signs of him being on drugs. I don't judge him for it, you never really know what's going on in someone's life. The only thing that I kept thinking about is...why he did it? And what led him to it? And at least it isn't cocaine or something worst.

"Earth to Lolita" Carla spoke as she waved her hand in front of my face snapping me from my thoughts. "Yeah sorry?" I said to her as I started picking at my food at lunch. "I asked you where is your boy toy Ander he's not with us today, I thought you would know why since you two have been hanging out a lot."

I shook my head "I don't know where he is right now I seen him in first period but after that I didn't see him for the rest of the day and he's not my boy toy" I said getting up from the table. Carla smirked looking at herself through her phone camera. "Trouble in that little paradise of your's?" If only she knew she had trouble in her's.

I gathered my food and slung my book bag on my back. "I think there may be trouble in your little paradise" I said glancing at Polo who was with was beside Guzman staring down Christian who was across the lunch room with Samuel. I never seen a guy act so ...possessive as Polo do over Carla it's kind of sad actually.

"Polo is perfectly fine with our new arrangement" she said finally putting down her phone. I hummed "are you sure about that..if looks could kill I'm pretty sure Christian would be six feet under and Polo would make sure no one finds the body."

Carla turned from her seat looking at Christian from across the lunchroom. He was already looking at her, he winked at her and made kissy lips. The only thing Carla did was smirk and turn back around. I will say my friend has these guys going crazy over her.

"As long as I want Christian around Polo will not be doing anything" she said. Then the bell for class rung, I just shook my head at her giggling ...boys.

As I was walking out of the lunchroom with Carla laughing I noticed Ander at his locker. We both made eye contact with each other for a second. He looked as though he didn't want to be bothered. But I was completing whether I should go over there or not.

But my question was answered as he shut he locker and walked away. I ran my hands through my hair not knowing what else to do. We haven't spoken since the night of the club. Carla and I walked into our last period together getting to our seats.

I'm not used to this. I'm not use to what ever him and I may be or arguing with someone for that matter. Hell I'm not even used to a relationship because I never really been in one. Relationships really aren't my thing. I feel like they can be a distraction..that's why I never really tried to pursue one with anyone.