Nineteen

Robyn

Sitting in history class going over shit we already learned was boring.

We had a break coming up and all the teachers wanted to review what we’ve learned before letting us go.

What the fuck ever.

I don’t even know why I showed up to school.

I mean everybody was either grouped up talking about the party last night, tossing paper across the room or on their phones.

I on the other hand couldn’t tear my eyes away from the SMART board.

It was weird as shit.

It didn’t matter that I’d already learned all this shit before; my brain was soaking it up like a sponge.

The vibration on my thigh snapped my out of my nerd daze.

I pulled my phone out my pocket, unlocked it and looked at the text message that I got.

                                                Andyy: Come chill w/ us Robin. -BatMayne

I looked up from my phone, glanced around the room and inwardly let out a groan.

I forgot all of our classes were together.

Lucky me.

I sighed, grabbed my bag, my phone and walked over towards the group.

I tossed on a fake smile before sitting down next to Keno and my brother who had Andesine’s feet on his lap.

I let my eyes roam her outfit slyly before looking around the room.

Whatever they were talking about before I came over had the attention of damn near everybody in the class.

Even our teacher Ms. Avery paused every now and then to listen to the words that flowed smoothly out of the mouth of my brother, his friend and his girlfriend.

Popular bastards.

No matter how hard I wanted to break myself away, I found myself hanging onto their every word.

It was like some type of contagious disease.

Wanting to know and feel what the popular kids felt.

Even if you were just living through their words, it still felt like you yourself was there… Living it yourself.

Even though I was there at the party, it all felt brand new to me like it did to everybody else who missed it based off of Andesine’s words.

“Mijo was toooo turnt up for words.” She giggled.

Caesar, Keno and the other people they hung out with whose names I didn’t give a fuck about learning laughed right along with her.

I just tossed out a chuckle.

One because I myself kinda felt what Mijo did because whatever he had in that blunt had me tripping.

And two because I didn’t really catch turnt up Mijo, but I didn’t want to feel left out because I was at the party.

As you can see, my struggle is too real for words.

“Nah but what about Robyn and Keno when they were dancing.” Caesar stated rubbing his hand up and down Andesine’s leg and staring at me and Keno.

I discreetly bit down on my bottom lip at the sight.

My sitting back and waiting for shit to happen plan was starting to fall through.

I couldn’t help it.

I was about less than five minutes from sending a prayer up to god, begging him for their relationship to crash and burn.

I looked around the room and noticed that all eyes were on us.

Well mainly Keno and I.

“Oh this coming from the dude that was going ham on the dance floor with Scarlo.” Keno spoke up for us calling Andesine the nickname he gave her.

All eyes darted from us to them.

I glanced at Keno as his eyes met mines.

We stared at each other for a while before being broken out of our trance by the school bell.

I blinked a few times before grabbing my bag and standing up.

Everybody else followed my lead and grabbed their things as well before piling out of the classroom.

As I started walking towards the door, I felt an arm loop through mines.

I looked to my side to see Andesine smiling at me.

“Robynnnn.” She stated drawing out my name.

“Andesineee.” I replied mocking her playfully.

“I wanna talk to you.” She told me as she looked back at my brother and Keno before giving me her attention again.

I could feel my heart skip a beat and my lower region moisten.

“O-o-ok.” I stuttered before clearing my throat. “What’s up?”

“Not here… Alone.” She told me before dragging me by my arm outside the classroom.

As she pulled me into the direction of the secluded stairs outside of the classroom all I could think was:

Dearly beloved, if this love only exists in my dreams… Don’t wake me up.

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