The girls spend lunch with Diego and his friends. Raul’s girlfriend, Trina, befriends Janet, walking to Drama with her.
“What’s with you? All through lunch, you hardly said a word and you sent off what’s-her-tits. You’ve been trying to get in that girl’s panties forever.”
“She insulted my sister. That disrespects me.” He picked up his books, shoving past his friend.
“I never seen such a weird face on you, man,” Raul said. “You’re looking after my woman funny.”
“No. Shit, no! I swear, man, not Trina.”
Raul glanced over his shoulder. Trina was introducing Janet to people outside the Drama room across the commons.
“That Janet girl?” He laughed, punching his friend. “Man, she’s not your style. Besides, she’s a baby.”
“She’s no baby,” Diego said with a muted sigh. “But she’s sure a babe. How you mean she’s not my style?”
“Cause that girl will never let you in, bro. Face it, she’s virgin pussy, and you’re an old tomcat.”
Diego sighed again, this time more heavily. He swallowed hard, nodding as he took the stairs two at a time, heading to senior English.
“Are we boring you, Mr. Hernandez?” Mr. Franks, the English teacher said.
Diego blinked, sitting up straighter. “Uh, no sir.”
“Perhaps you can tell me what we’ve been discussing.”
“Yeah, sure.” He thought a moment. “You’re discussing the syllabus and you just mentioned Julius Caesar.”
The class laughed. That was exactly what they’d been talking about—five minutes ago. Mr. Franks smirked.
“You’ll stop with me after class, Mr. Hernandez.”
“Yes, sir,” he mumbled, slumping in his chair once more.
After class, Mr. Franks took him aside. He was a man in his late forties. Not unkind, but very strict. “Want to tell me what’s on your mind? You’re usually more focused. This is one of your best subjects.”
“Nothing. It’s not a big thing….”
“Diego, I’ve known you forever. You’ve been my student for two years already. I know when you’re distracted by something.”
Diego shrugged. He wouldn’t meet Mr. Franks’ eyes.
“What’s her name?” Mr. Franks asked pointedly. He waited expectantly for Diego to answer.
“That obvious, huh? What an actor I am.” He chuckled, shaking his head. “I’m gonna be late to class.”
“I’ll write you a note. Who?”
“She’s new, you wouldn’t know her. She’s a friend of my sister’s.”
“Got it bad for her, huh? She tell you no?”
Diego laughed loudly. “I haven’t asked her anything. She’s my little sister’s best friend. I’ve known her since she was seven.”
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