Computer Class

Weed and Truth

Y/n
As I was drying off the water patch on my shirt, a gravelly voice stopped all my movements. "Are you alright their Y/n?" Oh fuck my ass. I slowly turned around and found Alejandro looking at me with a disturbingly creepy smile.

"Just drying my shirt." And I'm also dying inside because you're in the same room as me with no on else, other than that I'm fine. "I can see; do you need any help?" It almost made me puke at how he was acting right now, like some type of pedophile. Like who would start a conversation with someone way younger in a bathroom.

I looked at the door and my nerves didn't calm at all when I saw that the door was locked. "I'm good thanks for the help though." I continued to dry my shirt but I tried to speed up the process by rubbing faster. "So Y/n, can you tell me something about yourself? You know like your parents?"

Why should I honestly bother? You kept one in torture for most of my life. "Well my Dad is dead so it's just my Mom and me." I said faking my sad tone. "I'm sorry for your loss. He probably was a good man." He is and it didn't help that you kidnapped him, God knows what you did to him while he was captured.

"Yeah, we miss him a lot." I was finally done with drying my shirt and I was more than happy/relieved to leave the bathroom and away from Alejandro. I threw away the napkins along with cleaning up my trash. "Well I better go." As I was making my way towards the door, his voice broke out again.

"What if I told you I can bring your Dad back?" I stopped in my tracks. Jokes on him, I already have my Dad but he doesn't need to know that. "I'm sorry but if you think that's a funny joke...it's not. My Dad is dead." Before he could utter another word, the voice of my crush interrupted our conversation. "Y/N!"

I unlocked the door and walked out to the living room, refraining myself from crying. Even though I know that my Dad is currently safe and away from danger, I can't help but think that was a bit of an asshole thing to say to me. Who just says that to someone?

"Oh there you are Y/n. The girls and I are going to play a bit of truth or dare in my room, do you wanna join us?" If it weren't for your Dad I would've said yes. "Nah, but I'll watch you guys if you don't mind."

"Sure but I already have your second plate by the way. So you don't have to go back and get more." If I had a ring, I would've totally wifed her right now. Honestly Cabello, you just give me more reasons to love you. "You know you're the best right?" I said while getting the plate from her hand. "I try to be." She flipped her hair in a sassy way but she just looked so hot doing it.

We walked upstairs and I could already hear Camila's best friends from a mile away. They were also known to be really loud. Camila walked in first with me following behind her.

"Ow Ally! Why did you hit me?" Lauren was rubbing her arm but Ally was just glaring at the green eyed girl. I had failed to notice the small transparent baggy filled with weed that was in front of Lauren until Ally said, "Well you shouldn't be smoking. You know how I feel about it. Although it's your body, I still want you to live long enough."

I looked at the bag and that shit was filled tight. There was no type of empty space in it, just weed. Man, I wonder who her dealer is. "Aww Ally is that your way of saying you love me. Well I love you too." Lauren hugged and squeezed Ally's cheeks.

Camila sat at the circle the girls made while I sat on her bed. "Lauren, how many times do I gotta tell you not to bring that to my house? You know my Dad; he doesn't like that shit." Yeah but he happens to be one of the most wanted people in the world so he's being hypocritical. "Fine, I'll put it away."

"You mean throw it away?" Ally said with all seriousness. Who could honestly argue with that Sunshine? "Okay! I'll throw it away." Lauren said while giving up. "Even though it costed $150." She got up and went to Camila's bathroom.