The next day, we were at recess, and Paola started ignoring me the whole entire time. Is she like serious, right now? Anyways I knew that this was going to happen. My friend, Darlin, said,"Hey are you and Paola, okay? She seems to be ignoring you."
Darlin is another one of my good old friends. We've been friends since fourth grade, also. She is a wild one. She's very vulgar, which I'm used to already. And she wears revealing clothing, if you know what I mean, and she has a tattoo of the cross on her pinky.
"I don't care. It's just that me and her got in an argument last night. It's fine that she's ignoring me. Soon she'll come looking for me again if she needs any help. You know she always has her heartbreaks. I'm not gonna go on my knees and beg for her to talk to me again. Anyways, aside from that, I see you've got hickey."
She started blushing and buttoning her shirt a little bit more. "I don't know what you're talking about," she said.
"Oh, come on you know exactly what I'm talking about. So who's the unlucky guy," I said.
She slapped me on the arm and said,"Hey, don't say that. And the "unlucky guy" is Andrew."
That's when I went in shock mode. Did she mean, Andrew, the tall almost fat guy who always makes perverted jokes and always laughs at the teachers whenever they say "come." Or, the Andrew that's actually fat and smells like crap whenever he gets up from his chair.
"The Andrew with the glasses," she said. It's like she read my mind or something. What the actual fuck? Are you a mind reader, Darlin? You better tell me.
"HIM! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU KNOW HE'S A PLAYER, RIGHT. HE ALSO LIKES THIS GIRL CALLED JACKIE. HE'S GONNA PLAY WITH YOUR ASS. Anyways, I saw him with some big ass hickeys on his neck. At first, I thought he got herpes or something. Damn, you're like a fucking vampire. Those were some big ass hickeys, like for reals. Were you guys doing some kinky stuff together or something? No, wait. Let me guess, you've been reading Fifty Shades Of Grey, haven't you? You nasty little bitch," I said.
"Haha, no. You know I don't like reading. But we were just making out that's it. It's not like if we were actually having sex," she said.
"Yeah, sure," I said.
YOU ARE READING
My Name Is Tiara.
DiversosTiara Aviles is a girl that goes to middle school. Its almost summer, and a lot of stuff can happen in the two weeks nearing the end of the school year. You want to know what's going to happen, read the story.
