Chapter 7

Diana's P. O. V

I felt a hand on my shoulder, I looked above to see it was Pablo.

"Are you okay? I don't mean to intrude..."

"Yeah...um...am okay...."

He stared at my face,then sat beside me,"Senorita?"he asked in the most down to Earth tone.

"No, am not okay"I admitted.

"Why? What happened?"he asked staring at me, I shifted my gaze to the water.

"I just need to go home"I said, not wanting to burden anyone with my problems.

"You can trust me"he calmly said, I stared at his eyes, and a pair of blues eyes flashed across my mind. I looked back at the water.

"I don't want to talk right now"I said almost pleading, he placed his hand on mine.

"Crying won't solve anything"he said, the water I splashed must have made him think I was capable of doing that. I actually wish I could do that!

"I know"I said, "we could just stay here if you'd like"he said sounding light hearted.

"Yeah, I'd like that very much"I said and eased up a bit.

"You look beautiful"he complimented, my cheeks burned at that.

"You shouldn't miss your party"I said trying to blow off that conversation.

"It's more of their party than mine, am just hosting it"he admitted.

"They are you friends"I said trying to convince him. "I only have two friends In there, Mike and Makela"

"Hold on...Makela is your friend? I just met her"I blurted out.

"She's here already?"he asked his eyes lighting up. "Yup"

"And Mike? Michael I mean"he asked. I could only nod, that name is the last name I want to hear at the moment.

"That's perfect!"he exclaimed, "they've always been there for me. Their dad and my mum are best friends"he said.

Does this mean that Makela and Michael are... siblings! That would explain a lot, like their loud and outspoken attitude. And their matching eyes as well.

"I can't believe you and him are friends"I stated out, "he's like the spice and am the salt in the pasta"he explained.

"And Makela's the Meatballs"I quickly inserted earning a chuckled from him.

"You're a funny senorita"he said.

"Gracias Senior"

"I need to get going"I say while gathering my purse and phone

"Shall I drop you off?"he asked, "we're neighbors remember? We live right across the street from each other"I said.

"Then I'll walk you home then"he said, "maybe another day"I said trying to get up.

"I have to pick up my mama so..." He's very persistent and persuasive. "Alright"I consented, once I stood up firmly heavens knows why my heel broke!

"Ooh!"I exclaimed but landed into the arms of Pablo.

"Sorry"we both said smiling in between.

Author's P. O. V

Makela was busy looking around the entire house for Pablo. She saw some people gathered, she tried to get a glance at what happened. All she saw was Diana run out her dress ruined.

She followed her, but lost her because of the large crowd of teenagers. She searched everywhere, trying to find her, the last place to check was the pool. She went over, hoping Diana hadn't left, but met Diana on her Pablo's shoulders.

Makela watched from afar how they mumbled and smiled at each other. Her stomach tying knots, she ran out a tear falling from her eye.

Michael's P. O. V

Sam had been totally rude! She's been a dictating bitch and am sick of it! She's been my longest relationship, two months to be precise!

"Sam!... Sam!"I call out to her, she's headed towards my car, mad about God knows what!

"What!"she turns back and snaps at me. She looks like a real bitch this second, drawing attention and hurting people, hell! What did I ever see in her! She doesn't even have big boobs!

"I can't am sorry..."I start off, she calms down a bit, "can't do what?"she asked, coming closer to me.

"Be this, I can't be your boyfriend, I thought it would last but it did not, we just don't fit"I said.

"So you're breaking up with me?"

"After what you pulled inside, I just can't...."she cut me off with a tight slap.

"Bitch!"she said, her make up was ruined, why the hell was she crying?.

"Samantha!"I yell out, holding myself back from saying all forms of cuss words at her.

"Shut up! You're just doing this so you can go after that Diana! You think she's hotter than me right?"she asked.

"What the hell are you saying!"I defend, "don't fucking lie, I see how you look at her all the time, you bug her Everytime, I know that you have eyes for her"Sam said.

Am still trying to process the bullshit she's saying. How can I ever like the newbie!

"You're a dog! Hell dogs are loyal!"she said screaming, causing another scene, Makela came out of the party towards me and Sam.

"Whatever don't just get in my car"I said, Tom came back and started the engine.

"What the hell!"

"Walk...Run....Take a cab"I said and opened the door for Makela.

"Ugh!"she frustratedly said and walked away to her friends who were some feet away.

"Just drive a bit am going to go say bye to Pablo"I said, and Tom drove away.

Just then I catch Diana and Pablo walking hand in hand. Her head on his shoulders, her heels in his hands.

They both go into a house I think is hers....the hell!

She locked the door and turned off the lights. Hell no! Could Pablo be the boyfriend she was talking about?

Diana's P. O. V

Pablo insisted on carrying my shoes, since the heel broke and I let him do so.

It felt so right to place my head on his shoulder and he didn't object to it. He said somethings, I wasn't really listening though, I was feeling like crap, but he helped lighten my mood.

We finally arrive at my house. I get my spare key from inside a huge flower pot and open the door. "Shhhh!"I said to him, he nodded, and turned off the lights.

Lola and my mom were both asleep, "so cute"Pablo said. He helps to cover them up and I turn off the T. V.

"I'll go make us something to eat"I said trying to be courteous. I made pasta and he liked it, "am glad my mum came over"he said.

"I guess my mum needed some company her own age"I admitted.

"My mum is kind of... lonely, my dad lives in San Diego, with his other family"Pablo said. I immediately felt very bad for him.

"Am sorry to hear that"I said, and poured him something to drink.

"It's fine, I didn't grow to get attached and I am close to my half siblings"he said.

I sigh, then pass a glance at Lola.

"What about your dad?"he asked and I tensed up a bit.

"Um...he's not around"I managed to say. He noticed I was nervous about the topic and didn't push it anymore.

"Can I ask something? Why is Sam like that? And if you say Michael is nice then why is he with her?"

Pablo had said nice things about Michael although I couldn't really see it.

"Sam is like Michael, Rich parents who don't care that much about them. The only difference is that Mike's mum died when he was a year old"Pablo said.

"I....I didn't know"

And it got me thinking, how the carefree jock lived. That means that Makela never even met her mother? Maybe I was too quick to make my final conclusion about him.