chapter eighteen- Diego's lunch invitation

Rachael's P.O.V

Diego has been avoiding me since the accident, not coming around like he used to. I believe Lisa's impact hit him hard, and despite the difficulty, I miss his presence.

Amidst my busy work, I didn't even notice him until he spoke up.

 "Aren't you tired yet?"

 "No, I'm not. I have to finish all this work," I replied, realizing much I had missed him. Grateful for his help, I told him with a smile,

 "Thanks for helping out."

 "You don't have to thank me. I didn't do it for you. If it was any other person, I would have helped," he said bluntly, leaving me feeling a bit sad.

 "I understand," I replied, "but thanks, and it's not yet time for break for me to leave what I'm doing."

Noticing my wristwatch, he asked, "you have a watch, do you wear it for fancy?"

Confused, I asked, "what?" He gestured to my watch, and I checked it.

 "Oh! It's break time already," I said chuckling nervously.

 "Yes, it is. Come with me. We'll have lunch together," he suggested.

I hesitated, saying, "but Diego, you know I can't go with you. I have a lot of work to do,"

 "So you can actually call me by my name?" he asked. I kept quiet, unsure of what to say.

 "You don't know I don't really like to explain myself, and I won't take no for an answer. You need to eat, he said walking out, and I reluctantly joined him.

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After crying and hiding, Lisa finally went to class, only to find her table in pieces. She couldn't help but cry. When she noticed students entering the class, she had to wipe her tears.

 "You stink, Lis. Go clean yourself up. Don't give us a disease," Tera said, heading to her seat, promoting laughter from other students.

 "Poor, poor Lisa," pile added mockingly, contributing to her already difficult day.

Today couldn't get any worse for Lisa. Suddenly, some students entered with buckets, pouring water on the floor. Lisa couldn't understand what was happening.

 "What' going on here?" Lisa asked

 "Nothing, dear. Students are just being students," Nina replied as Lisa felt someone place a bucket in her hand.

 "He's coming," a guy shouted, causing every student to rush to their seats, leaving Lisa standing alone, bewildered