Such a jerk

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Tini also leaned closer. As their lips almost touched her mum called them.

Mariana: Tini, Jorge come downstairs dinner's ready.

Jorge and Tini seperated immediately.

Tini: I think we should go downstairs.

Jorge scratched his neck: Yes we should.

Jorge and Tini went downstairs were her familiy was waiting for them. They sat down and began to eat.

Mariana: How long are you together now?

Tini: oh no mum. We're not together.

Mariana: Oh I thought because he brought you home you know... and look what you're wearing...

Tini stoll wore Jorge's pullover.

Tini: Oh yes he gave it to me because mine was full of flour because we had a little flour war...

Mariana: I thought you were learning?

Jorge: Yes we were, but we were hungry so we wanted to make pancakes.

Alejandro: Anyway, how is your family doing Jorge?

Jorge: Good, thank you for asking.

After that there was an awkward silence. Tini and Jorge had to look at each other but looked away as soon as their eyes met.

After dinner Tini brought Jorge to the door.

Tini: It was a nice day, wasn't it?

Jorge: Yes it was so much fun, maybe we can do that again some time.

Tini: Sure. See you tomorrow?

Jorge: Yes sure, good night Tini.

Tini: Good night Jorge. She kissed him on the cheek.

After Jorge went Tini closed the door and went straight in her room. She thought about the day and about Jorge. How cute he looked at the flour war, how good it felt to sing with him and of curse about the almost kiss. Suddenly somebody was knocking.

Tini: Come in.

Fran: Hey it's me.

Tini: Hey you.

Fran: Tell me the truth. You can't lie to your brother.

Tini: What do you mean?

Fran: I mean you and Jorge. I saw your gazes. And you still wear his pullover. You have to be together.

Tini: Trust me we aren't together.

Fran: But you love him and he loves you.

Tini: I don't love him. She said with a higher voice.

Fran: You do honey you just don't know it yet.

Tini: I don't and know leave!

Fran: okay but I forgot one thing.

Tini: What?

Fran: this...

Fran formed a heart with his fingers and said: Tini loves Jorge.

And he ran away before Tini could hit him with her pillow.

Tini: such a jerk.

Tini let herself fall on her bed and fell asleep.

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