"how was tutoring yesterday?" neymar asked me.

"it was amazing."

"that sounds like "i've-made-out-with-her"."

i laughed.

"naa. i confessed to her."

"woaw. liar."

"honest."

"what happened after you confess?" neymar asks excitedly.

"nothing really. i just confessed and shit. i'm just gonna stop picking on her now because she doesn't like it."

"obviously, bitch."

"ass." i mumbled.

"speaking of her, there she is and she looks like she's having it pretty rough."

i looked at where he was nodding to and saw lia struggling to put up with the guy i saw trying to get her to...have sex with him.

i frowned in anger and walked over to them.

"bruh, let her go." i said.

"oh, rosalie, is it? i dont need to let her go. my girlfriend and i are having a chat but clearly she's refusing to listen."

"she is not your girlfriend. even if she was and she's not listening, there is no need to fucking manhandle her." I hissed, "now i wont repeat myself. let her go." I folded my arms.

the guy kissed his teeth and pulled lia to him, but lia pushed against.

i placed my hand around lia's waist and pried his fingers from off of her.

"what the— bitch, i just said—"

i turned and gave him a sharp glare.

"lying won't get you out of this, boy."

i walked us away from the boy. a good distance away, i turned to her.

"are you okay?"

lia nodded and she looked me into the eyes.

"t-thank you."

"its nothing." i said and turned away from her and was about to walk back to neymar when she called out to me.

i looked at her and she stretched her hand out to my face and he thumb brushed against my skin. she dropped her hand, her lips parting.

"there was something on your cheek."

i nodded slightly.

"i'll see you around." i said, just as the bell rung.

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"pizza this evening?"

"i have tutor." i said.

"skip it."

"you know i cant, idiot." i said as i leaned on my car, taking off my sweatshirt. school was over now and everyone was leaving.

my eyes caught lia as she came out of the school, her red hair flowing over her shoulders.

"saturday." i said as i patted neymar's chest, throwing my shirt in my car and then called out to lia.

she came over to me.

"need a ride?"

"i'll take the bus, thanks." lia gave me a dry smile.

"a ride with me saves you $15, lia."

she looked like she was debating, but then gave up as she nodded.

i opened the door for her and lia got in, mumbling a small thanks. i walked to the driver's side and winked at neymar who chuckled.

"gyalis." he said and i smirked and got in the car.

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