Introvert with a resting bitch face

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Tyler convinced me to go to school. He was probably right. If I was a mom, I wouldn't want to see my son in jail.

But still, if I was a mom and I thought my son was involved in some type of gang, I would rather know that my son is in jail.
But my mom was wrong, it's not like that at all, I'm not that type of boy. I know one day she'll come looking for me.

"My head fucking hurts." I said to Tyler as we walked into school.
"You act like this is the first time you had a hangover." Tyler said. Last night I got really drunk, went to take a bath while I still had pants on, cried for thirty minutes, and fell asleep. Tyler realized I've been there for way too long and had to get me out. Good thing though, I could of drowned.

I got to my locker and grabbed my notebook for today's classes. My locker number was 665, while Tyler's was 667. People always come around here to see if they had what they call it here, "the number." They seem a little disappointed though, but at the same time they think it's hilarious since the school probably asked not to put a locker with the number on it.
I wonder if other schools have the number on a locker.

I closed my locker. "Let's go." I said to Tyler and we started walking to our class. As I walked past, I felt eyes on me. I looked in the direction that I could feel the stare.

Aiko Playa stared back at me with her green colored contacts. I stared back.
Name: Aiko Playa
Ethnicity: I heard that she's half Japanese and half Mexican, but I also heard people say that she's half Mexican half Spanish and a quarter Japanese
Age: 17
Height: Approximately 5'3
Body: Fit (rumor has it she has her own personal trainer)
Hair: Long, black
Eyes: Brown, but is known to wear color contacts

"Why are you staring at Aiko Playa as if you're ready to fight her." Tyler whispered.
I finally broke the staring match and looked at Tyler. It seemed like we were staring at each other for ten minutes, but it was probably just two seconds.
"I'm just making mental notes." I said.
"Why?" He asked.
"Just in case I do fight her."

As I entered the classroom, I was surprised to see Ashton there. This was probably the third time in the school year. "Look who showed up." I said as I took my seat behind him. Tyler sat on top of the table on the right of me. "So what have you been doing all this time?" asked Tyler.
"Nothing." He immediately responded without looking at him.
"So how's business lately?" I asked.
He stood up and grabbed his stuff, "You guys are annoying." He said and left.
"You guys are annoying." Tyler mimicked in a high pitch voice.

School ended at three o'clock. Tyler said he had to go to his dad's office and pick up some documents that he left. He also told me he was going to pass by today to get some other documents, so I had  to be out of the house. He then told me that once he was gone, he'd invite me to dinner.

I went to the shopping center to look for more jobs. Most weren't hiring or didn't hire seventeen year olds, so I sat down near the fountain to take a break.

It was like an alarm rang in me and again I felt the stare. I looked at her. Aiko playa was known to be a introvert with a resting bitch face. There she was about eight feet away leaning on the wall. She was pleasing to look at, but never had much to say. That's why I didn't trust her. People labeled her as shy or quiet, but that bitch was probably planning my murder or some shit.

"What?!"I exclaimed as I walked toward her.
"Beautiful." She said.
"What did you say?" I asked.
"You're beautiful." She said not breaking eye contact.
This. bitch.

I didn't know what to say.
We stood there just looking at each other.
It was like we were the only ones there, it was like if the whole shopping center had gotten quiet.
But it wasn't awkward.

"Aiko!" Someone said breaking the silence and making us come back to reality.
I turned around and saw a petite girl I never seen before, she ran our direction wearing a long pink dress with pink furry heels.

She was really cute. She reminded me of cotton candy. Her entire outfit and hair was a cotton candy pink.
Speaking of cotton candy, I wanted some.
"Aiko, I didn't expect to see you here today!" She said and smiled.
"What are you doing here?" Aiko asked her.
"Hm, so you do talk?" I asked Aiko. She stared at me this time with coldness.
"Hey, don't say mean stuff to my friend." She said putting her arms around Aiko.
"Tiffany.." Aiko mumbled turning a bit red.
"You haven't even introduced yourself, so rude!" Tiffany said.

She was really cute. She was innocent looking, but she wasn't afraid to stand up to people.
"Sorry, I'm Luciano Lafuente." I introduced myself and I held out my hand.
She shook it, "I'm Tiffany."
"Do you go to our school?" I asked.
"No, I'm not catholic." She replied.
"You should come, I'd like to see you more." I told her.
She glared, "No thanks, even Aiko told me that the girls and boys are in separate buildings."
"That is correct, but there is a hallway that connects the two buildings." I informed her.
"I don't care." She replied.

"We should get going." Aiko said to Tiffany.
"Agreed." She said and they walked arm in arm away.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 06, 2017 ⏰

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