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Hunter “Pendejo” Wilton:
And you’re avoiding my question, Ed.
Where are you, smartypants?
More like trying to avoid talking to you and pretending not to like it so much.
Me:
It’s questions, because you asked me not one, but fifteen. And say please.
Why am I smiling?
Hunter “Pendejo” Wilton:
Fine, you, menace.
Can you please answer my questions?
Me:
Medieval Warfare.
Today’s all about knives.
Now fuck off.
He’s not getting the hint. He’s like coffee. I don’t want to start liking something I can’t afford to have.
Hunter “Pendejo” Wilton:
You’re lying.
No way that’s a real class.
If you gave a fuck about your education, then you’d know that this class existed, along with a bunch of others that you might find interesting. But you don’t. You just keep taking math courses for no reason. Los hombres son tontos. Men are dumb.
Me:
Yup, and it’s girls only.
??????
Hunter “Pendejo” Wilton:
Too bad, make room for me. I’m coming to find you.
I keep reading his text over and over again. Toobad, make room for me. I’m coming to find you. I can hear every word coming outta his mouth with his rough voice and bossy tone.
Too bad, make room for me. I’m coming to find you.He’s being bossy, but not in a controlling way. Not like the OG’s and thepandilleros. This isn’t anything like that. He’s dominating, and it makes me start to sweat. No one ever cared enough to notice that I was gone. I scroll up and read his previous messages.He’s acting like he wants to see me.Like he has to see me.
It has my stomach flipping. I did a perfectly executed cartwheel once. It feels just like that. I grab a handful of sweatshirt over my chest and fan myself to get some air. My deodorant is no match for this hot-ass man and these words.Does he even know how he sounds in my head right now?
I don’t know why I’m expecting him to magically teleport and appear in the doorway, but here I am, turning my head towards the closest exit, and feeling all disappointed and shit that he’s not there.Of course he’s not, because none of this shit is real.
He probably says shit like this all the time. He’s got meout here acting like all the other girls on campus.I need to get a hold of myself. I need to remember who the fuck I am.
Me:
