FAMILY

03| You Don't Fuck With A Cassano

Cecelia Legrand was fucking amazing. I met her during lunch. Eunha and I came from AP math and walked to the line to get some lunch. The line was terribly long and I felt like it would take a while to get some food. Next time, I'll just bring food from home. I'm a slow eater and lunch breaks are always painfully short.

The line was moving slowly and it only got worse when the Cassano's entered the cafeteria. They skipped the line and no one spoke up, except for Cecelia. She was somewhere near the front of the line and once she noticed the Cassano's skipping, she popped off on them.

"Is the concept of a fucking line a mystery to you idiots?! Get back in line!"

I've never heard a cafeteria this silent. Eunha winced next to me as if she knew what would happen. One of the twins, the one with his leather jacket, stepped towards Cecelia and glared at her. Damn, who pissed in his cereal this morning? Why was he always so gloomy and serious?

"Repeat yourself." He snarled at her.

"Get. Back. In. Line." She spoke clearly and slowly. 

She must have had a lot of confidence because the boy was intimidating. A lot of boys think that they're cool and bad, but they're actually babies. This one looked older than Cecelia and fucking mental.

I gasped when he grabbed her by the collar. That went too far! What the hell was his problem? I wanted to go over to help but Eunha yanked me back and clung onto my arm.

"Oh, you like hitting younger girls?" Cecelia grinned.

"Shut the fuck up, Legrand!" The boy snapped.

Luckily, a teacher hurried over and came between them. She separated them and ordered the rest of us to continue whatever we were doing. A while later, we finally got our food and walked to a table. I spotted August with his arm around an upset Cecelia. There was also another boy with them that I haven't met before. And, damn, he was so so handsome. I literally had to stand still for a while to take him in.

He was about our age and wore the same uniform, but he looked absolutely perfect. He had big almond eyes and a straight nose. His dark hair was parted in the middle, which not a lot of boys can pull off.

He can, he definitely can.

I couldn't really tell if he was tall because he was sitting down but he gave me tall boy vibes. What I could tell was that he was muscular. His blazer hugged his biceps nicely and I couldn't stop staring.

"Besties, this is Charlotte!" Eunha introduced me.

I stopped staring at Mr Handsome and turned to smile at the group. August winked at me and I sat down with Eunha. Cecelia looked at me with a stern glare, so I glared right back at her. She was probably just testing me.

"What comes first: cereal or milk?"

The best question to determine if someone was not a psychopath.

"Cereal." I replied.

"Welcome to the group, babes!" she winked.

I laughed and shook her outstretched hand.

"What if she replied with milk?" Mr Handsome asked her.

She sighed deeply and placed her hands together as if she was talking to a child.

"Then I would've successfully spotted a psychopath. Maybe provoke her enough to end up on Unsolved Mysteries?"

He shook his head with a soft smile. Could he just smile forever? He truly had the most amazing dimples!