The bad and the broken

Chapter 5

*Andrea's POV* 

        I leaned back in my desk. It was 2:59. Seriously, Ms. Crab was still lecturing, and we were leaving in one freaking minute. I had'nt seen Justin all day, and I was actually... worried. If he'd done something stupid, like left school, he couldn't stay with us anymore. As much as I hated to admit it, the thought of him leaving was... unsettling.

        3:00. The bell was ringing now, and everyone was leaving class. Ms. Crab was shouting at us to remember that our analysis was due Friday. Right, I still had to do that. Then she was gesturing me over to her desk. I really did'nt have time for this. I had to go find Justin before he got himself into trouble. I hurried t her desk. 

        "Miss Vasquez, I wanted to let you know that you are the most outstanding senior I teach, and I took the liberty to review your file." This wasn't anything I hadn't heard before. I was tied with another girl for class valedictorian. I nodded shyly. 

        "I think what your resume needs is some community service. Maybe some extracurricular? I know you take piano lessons here, but have you considered..." 

        Ms. Crab droned on, but I tuned her out. My mind wandered to other places. The places being Justin. That body, his devious smirk. The hidden tattoos. To be honest, I liked them. they added to his sexiness in interesting ways. The way he looked at me on the way to school, when he thought I wasn't paying attention. Maybe he thought about me in the same way... no, of course not. He'd probably have a fling with someone else by next week. Some hotter, dumber, girl. Besides, I had my future to think about. I was graduating in two months. The last thing I needed was a distraction. 

        "Miss Vasquez?" I snapped out of my daze. 

        "Yes?"

        "So you'll review the nursing home volunteer work?"

        "Oh, yes, um, definitely. But I really do need to be going now. Bye." 

        And with that, I rushed out of the room to find my "distraction". 

        *Justin's POV*

        I  waited patiently for Andrea by her locker. I had to ask some girl where it was since I hadn't seen her all day. As I waited, I thought about the shower incident this morning. Sure, at first she looked surprised, but after that her expression was... amused. That meant she liked what she saw. I        couldn't help but look at her in the same way this morning. On the way to school, she had her ear buds in, so I took the chance. Her body was perfect. I could tell she was physically active. Her arms were toned and tan, and her calf muscles bulged through her jeans. She had nice curves, too, no doubt a result of her Latina heritage. I studied her cleavage and tried to guess her bra size. I thought about doing naughty things... 

        And that's when she cleared her throat, making me realize how long I'd been staring. I diverted my attention to the street names for the rest of the walk. 

        Just then, I spotted her thick, wavy hair and hazel eyes bouncing toward me. I instantly smiled, overwhelmed with the sight of her. 

        "Hi." she said to me, her eyes on her Chucks. 

        "Hey. Are we going home now? I've been waiting here for 15 minutes." I smirked. 

        Andrea rolled her eyes, and I was satisfied. Surprisingly, she grabbed my wrist and dragged me outside to the front courtyard. It was there that I spotted Nacho for the third time that day. I made eye contact and nodded my head. Then, he began to approach us. 

        Andrea looked up at me, a concerned look on her face. She looked so vulnerable, her being 5'1" and me being 5'9'. I should've known by looking at her that it was Nacho that was bothering her. 

        Nacho sauntered over to me and Andrea. He glanced at her briefly, and then addressed me. 

        "Aye man. It's Justin, right?"

        "Yeah, man, and you're Nacho?" 

        "Fo' sho' bro. Aye, I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to get dat' green later. If ya know what I mean." 

        I had to think carefully bout this. On one hand, being stoned after such a day sounded perfect. But Andrea still stared at me in the same pleading way. And I cound'nt afford the consequences. 

                "Nah , man, I got other shit to take care of. Maybe next time." 

        For a moment, Nacho grimaced. But he was back to his goofy grin in no time. 

        "aight, man, but if you change ya mind, I'll be meeting everyone here at 6:30. Oh, and don't bring the girl, she's a bit of a party pooper." 

        Nacho chuckled and strode away. 

        Andrea frowned at me, and stormed over to the sidewalk. God, what did I do now?

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        Hello to anyone who has'nt completely given up on my story. I have so many ideas! Also, I'm going to try and update every other day. Don't be afraid to ask any questions. And I'm always open to suggestions. If you hate my story so far, tell me! I could use some constructive criticism :3. 

        -Shaienne