That Guy

four point five: french

Tealia's POV

I love you

bet

who are you

you talk like a guy 

or do you?

Idk, do I? 

just give me a fucking clue

Okay

I've got a dick

ah figures

you are one too btw :)

Okay, okay. Who the fuck is he? I guess that he claims that we're friends. He knew about the taco and the cheddar cheese on it. Dylan gave me the taco. Do I have Dylan's number? 

I check my contacts.

No, I don't, but does he have a weird cheese obsession? Probably not, but I'll find out.

"Teal?" I look up and see Milana looking at me weirdly.

"Whatcha doing?" she asks me.

"Nothing," I say quickly and put my phone away.

"The bell rang two minutes ago," Milana chuckles.

Oh.

I gather my things and leave the classroom with Milana by my side.

Kelsey stands at my locker waiting for me.

"Kels, what class did you just have?" I ask her.

"French," she said bored.

"Was Dylan in that class?" I ask her.

"Yeah, but so were Joe, Bo, Nolan and Henry," she replies.

"Was Dyl on his phone the last few minutes?" I ask her.

"He was?" Kels says weirdly looking.

"Don't the guys have a free period too now?" I ask Kelsey.

"I guess," Kelsey says.

"They always have band practice now," Milana says.

"Where?" I ask her.

"Music room 4b," Milana replies.

I turn away from them, they're going to their classes anyways, and make my way to MR4b.