Maybe We're Not Just Having Fun. {Vic Fuentes}

I dont want to hug him.

Here we are. Two months later. Winter break had just ended and I was back at school yet again.

"Hey munchkin, did you and my little Victor have fun last night?" Jaime wiggled his eyebrows. "I guess you could say that." I smiled and shyly looked down at my desk. Jaime and I were sitting in the back of our math class just talking because we had a substitute. "What happened? Vic's acting all soft."

Flashback to last night-

"You know, when we first officially met I only thought about the fun. I never imagined you being my girlfriend." Vic said. "No offense or anything!" He added in quickly.

We were sitting on the roof of Tony's house. His parents were having a small dinner party that night and he invited us. We all dressed somewhat fancy. I was wearing a purple dress that was snug up top and was loose at the bottom. It only went to my knees though. I had my hair curled and there was a flowery head band in it. Vic was in black dress pants and a white button up shirt. He had his arm around my shoulder and I had mine around his stomach. "Well maybe we're not just having fun." I tilted my head up so I could look at him.

"I noticed. Well I mean we are pretty serious I guess." Vic sounded off. "Is that a bad thing?" I questioned.

He smiled at me. "Not at all." He leaned down and kissed me. No tongue. No teeth. Just a soft little kiss. This kiss meant something else. This kiss lead to- "I think I love you. Vic... I'm in love with you."

He looked at me and didn't speak for a minute. I started to worry. Did he not feel that way? Did I just ruin everything? Why did I say that?

"I know I love you. Jenna I'm fucking in love with you."

End of flashback-

"Hello? Earth to Jenna." Oh right! "Hey." I said stretching a bit.

"Tell me what happened!" He whined quietly so the substitute wouldn't hear. "We uh said the "L" word for the first time." I said with the biggest smile. I was also positive I was blushing. "So you guys are like in love now? Thats adorable!" Jaime said a bit too loudly. By a bit I mean he yelled it out and got a warning.

I shook my head and looked down at the empty page in my notebook. I picked up the pencil and lightly ran it along the paper making little shapes because I was bored.

The bell ran signifying the end of class and I took my things and left the class with Jaime.

As we were walking down the hall some kid probably a grade or two below us bumped into Jaime and caused him to drop his bag. Here we go.

I counted in my head. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... Slam.

"Watch where your going freak." Jaime growled. I didn't turn to witness the scene. I've watched it. I've heard it. Hell, I've lived it. Sometimes I forget that I hang out with assholes. I just simply waited for it to be over with. I stopped trying to stand up for other people. Yes that is a horrible thing but it happens. I cant ever talk any of them out of it so whats the use?

Wait for it...

"Ouch! Shi-" and...

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Dude stop!"

I cringed at the sound of his voice. And I shuddered at the loud bangs and insults coming from Jaime. I turned around and walked over to Jaime. I put a hand on his shoulder. "I think thats enough." I whispered and pulled on him a little. "Fucking faggot." He muttered. He picked up his backpack from the ground and began walking with me again.

"Sorry about that but-" I stopped him. Frowning I continued what he would've said. "You have to keep your reputation. Eat or be eaten. Yeah I get it." Even though this happens a lot I still dont like it. "C'mon munchkin dont be like that." He slung an arm around my shoulder. I rolled my eyes. "Or what? You gonna beat me up to?" I said mockingly. I knew I crossed a line and I regretted those words the second they left my mouth. I dont know what came over me but right now I just wasn't having it.