"Yes Papi!" I tease... "Damn Kat, if you keep talking like that I'm gonna have a hard time leaving!" He laughs and comes up behind me, placing both his hands on either side of the sink. I turn coming face-to-face with his chest and dropping the spon...
"Kat!" I stop drooling over the man in front of me and turn towards the sound off my name.
He doesn't like you! You don't like him! I remind myself.
The flirting was all to poke fun at me. There was a time when it was just how we and it made me think we could be more but I was quickly disillusioned.
"Yeah, what's up?" I look up at Johnny. In that moment I can't help but compare him to Santi.
Johnny is definitely attractive, dark skin, nice lips, lean muscles, he has that cute-badboy vibe and the sweetest guy on earth.
But Santi, Santi is just dangerous. His dark tan, hard and toned body, his smile. And when he speaks Spanish, girl his Dominican accent just makes you melt, he screams heartbreaker. He was also a pretty serious person when he wasn't finding ways to mock me or annoy me, whereas Johnny was more playful.
"Hey, you have Stolkwits for Chem after lunch right?" He runs up to me asking.
"Yeah, I was just about to head that way." I say grabbing my stuff, I throw my half eaten lunch away and start to make my way to him.
"Sup Santi." He nods,
Santi stares back then nods. "Johnny."
"Ok, class." I say awkwardly, and look away from their weird interaction.
"Where you going?" I hear as a hand grabs my wrist.
"To class, Santi you know that place where you sit down at the desk and a teacher teaches in front of you." I say slightly harsher than I meant.
"Calmate princesa, I'll walk you to class." Santi says.
I pulled my wrist free and grab Johnny's arm, pulling him with me.
"I'm good thanks, you have class in the opposite direction."
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Johnny
****** -Santi POV
"Stupid Cabrón!" I mutter as I watch my girl walk away with Johnny.
Johnny and I are cool but we won't be if he's interested in my girl.
She doesn't know but from the moment we met her freshman year, Kat has been mine.
I never said anything to her when she gave the impression of liking me cuz I knew then we could never be anything, I could never give her anything. It's high school and she had big dreams I planned on staying here and taking care of my family
So when I came back to reality, after my father's death, after daring to hope that at least I could be her "for now," I just pushed her away. I worked hard to annoy her and show that I didn't care.
