"What did your mom want Karina?" Jess asks across the room as I walk in. God, she has no inside voice. I wait to respond until i'm at a distance away from her where I could speak and not have to yell.
"You know, same old song." I shrug my shoulders trying not to drag anyone's attention towards me. Hopefully no one notices how kinda red I am. I'm not sure if my blood is rushing to my face because Justin talking to me in that manner made me feel some type of way, or because I'm upset he called me a brat.
I take my seat in a formal manner, turning my chair away from Alfredo and back towards my plate. Despite how annoyed I am at Justin for rejecting my mousy attempt of flirting, yet he did make one valid point. Even if he did talk to me like a child while reciting his point.
Sooner or later, we're going to have to talk about what "mutual" means to us. Or if he even wants to go forward with this. I'm getting ahead of myself. Why would he.
Jk i'm great. Why wouldn't he?
"So Karina, I couldn't help but be nosy, but did I hear correctly? An 18th birthday party?" Rigo asks from across the table. I take a sip of my water to cool myself off before nodding my head.
"Not so much as a party but more of a.. get together." I smile at him.
"Don't worry, you and Sam are invited. As soon as I find somewhere to do it." I state, happy to have them around. Rigo is my favorite dad so far, Sam is just daddy.
"Can I bring my brother?" Sam asks casually. Jess and I immediately lift our heads, boldly shouting "Yes!" in unison. everybody jumps but we recollect ourselves and our fits of laughing. So much for cooling off.
"I mean, of course he's welcomed. Just like Rigo's family." I claim and he just "mhms". I take a sip of water, another failed attempt of cooling off. Oh god, he's so hot. I wish I had his number.
"Oh yeah," I turn to Alfredo once more. "Here, type in your number in my phone." I pull out my phone, giving it to him. This way, I could contact him but he doesn't have the opportunity to have my number in his possession first.
"Here." Justin speaks up. Everyone turns at him confused.
"You could have it here." He says in a mono tone at his plate. Yet that little smirk is hiding behind each bite he takes.
"You'd really let me have my get together here Mr. Bieber?" I ask with a hint of hope behind my voice, talking to him like our previous conversation didn't end with him calling me a brat.
"Sure. I wouldn't mind." He shrugs his shoulders all nonchalantly. Jess squeals a little exited at the thought.
"Awe man, i'm not even gone yet and you guys are already panning shit without me." Jason speaks up, taking a bite of bread afterwards. We all chuckle a little.
"Thank you Mr. Bieber for the place. I really appreciate it. And Jason, it's not for another couple of weeks. I'll expect you there. But, Mr. Bieber, you do know I have a big family, right? " I smile widely. I hope my family doesn't go overboard that day. Who am I kidding, with the speakers that the Biebers have and my Mexican aunts and uncles, the whole place is going to turn into a dance floor.
"I hope were all invited! It's gunna be a banger!" Chaz states as if he knew what I was thinking. He probably wants to bring his other friends whom I don't know as well. Yikes.
"Sure! Everyone at the table is invited! Maybe even Ryan. My mom makes some bomb pozole." I state to get Chaz's mind off the possibilities of turning this into a 'banger'.
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