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from Don't Let Go by Karla Martinez

Copyright © 2019 Karla Martinez

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I stopped right at the entrance of Rubi's; from the outside, I could see Cameron and Aubrey working on something. I was kind of surprised to find out that Cameron could even take something serious as to tutor someone. Though he looked serious, Aubrey was just flirting with him; I could see it from far. Way to go sister. I rolled my eyes. While Angel, Miles, and Yael sat at the bar having an entertaining conversation with Angel's dad. I caught sight of Tanya and Rocky sitting in our favorite corner, talking enthusiastically about something. Probably boys. I shook my head holding in a smile.

Looking at my reflection on the glass door, I could see how different I looked. Blonde hair looked good on me. It made my green eyes highlight more. My mini shorts, with a simple black t-shirt, looked casual. I didn't really want to go by the front door. Every time someone opened the door, I knew almost everyone turned to see who it was. Good thing that a smaller door was just where Rocky and Tanya were.

"Finally, we were too hungry to wait for you," Tanya said, feeling sorry for eating before I got there, but it was good for me. I didn't have to make any excuses to ditch the heavy food. I smiled.

"I'm okay, my mom and I ate together, but anyways, I'm here," I said, a warm feeling in my chest, to think of my mom.

Taking a seat beside Rocky, uncomfortably. After my conversation with Yael, I could feel how automatically my body was trying to stay away from her. Unlike her brother, she had no sense of respect or loyalty. Forcing my rejection deep down, I noticed the magazines on the table. Spring Dance was just around the corner and Tanya and Rocky were going all out for it. I didn't have any comments or aspiration for it. I didn't even want to go, but it was one of those things I had to experience, just in case.

"Yeah, I just feel like we haven't talked in ages. I hate that we don't have any class together now. I hate cooking class," Tanya said rolling her eyes. I smiled at her.

"Yeah. I know, but I like cooking class." I told her, unfortunately, I left the only class I had with Tanya. Rocky and I didn't even have any classes together. Thank God for that.

Now I was finally starting to talk to my cooking partner. His name was Dylan, he turned out to be a pretty cool guy, kind of quiet but when he talked people didn't mind to shut up and just listen to his gentle and educated voice, very different from the guys I used to hang out...











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