"Oh my gosh. ____! Look there!"
(Insert colour) eyes wandered to the direction your friend, Belle, was pointing to. You stopped dead in your tracks at the scene that held out before you.
There stood your ten-month long boyfriend, Antonio Carriedo, who was also the new foreign exchange student. He wasn't alone, yet not accompanied by his two friends, Gilbert and Francis. Instead, he was trapped in between five giggling girls, begging him for his attention. It wasn't that much of a surprise though; he was new, gorgeous, had a delicious Spanish accent and to top it off, possessed a contagiously cheerful personality.
However a major flaw in that wonderful personality of his was his obliviousness. He didn't even notice how these 'friendly' girls were getting a bit too intimate, which bothered you gravely. One was located at his left, playfully hitting his shoulder and toned back, laughing in a high-pitch tone while drawing her body closer and closer to his. The other on his right was flirting shamelessly with him, despite him not realizing how suggestive she was being. The remaining girls were obviously feeling rather bold too, letting their fingers trail up his arms or into his soft, messy, chestnut brown hair as they giggled in an air-headed manner. Seriously, were tomatoes that interesting??
You trusted Antonio, you definitely did. Yet, he really needed to learn when was 'too much'. It also didn't help that those bimbotic girls naturally got on your nerves, and let's just plainly say: you were the jealous type. You felt angry veins pop out at your forehead, resisting the urge to slap every one of those five girls and stop them from pining over your boyfriend. You weren't one to be violent, but the eerie glares you sent went unnoticed by your female classmates.
At fist, you were ecstatic when he managed to transfer (though temporarily) to your school, but everyone was so fascinated by him that it was really hard to spend any time with the adorably big-hearted boy. Despite that, the two of you had been pretty open about your relationship. So don't these girls have any shame from throwing themselves over a taken boy??
"____, is he usually like that? At this rate, it'll look as though he'll cheat on you," one of you friends said in dismay, though rather intrigued that you were actually in a relationship with this interesting Spaniard. Belle nudged you forward, urging you to do something about it. You paid no heed to these actions or words; your attention only diverted to the boy with the sun-kissed skin and his fan girls. Suddenly, you broke away from your group of friends and walked fearlessly towards the bothersome group.
Meanwhile, Antonio was smiling from ear to ear, pleased with himself at how easy it was to make friends. He easily convinced himself that the way these girls clung onto him like a lost puppy was probably 'normal' in your school, later making him wonder why you never acted the same way as they did. Speaking of which, he realized that he hasn't seen you the entire day.
'Oh! What a coincidence!' he thought, his expression lighting up even more as he saw the girl that was on his mind walk towards him.
With an unforeseen boost of confidence, you pushed away two of the girls that were in front of him, immediately receiving dirty looks from them. Surprisingly, it did not bother you. Right now, it was just you and the boy in front of you.
"Hi, __-" he was interrupted as you swiftly placed your hand behind his neck and pushed down. Your lips connected into a kiss so passionate that Antonio's mind went into swirls.
Just as he was about to pull you closer to him, you let go and went off, your head held high as you acted as though that was nothing. You walked away triumphantly from the gaping girls and your boyfriend, who had lips that were begging for more.
"That ought to show them that he's mine!" you grinned proudly as you took strides to the exit.
Meanwhile, Antonio felt his insides flutter, his cheeks turning a brilliant shade of pink as he really began to register what had just happened. A cheesy smile grazed his still-tingling lips while his emerald eyes turned to your departing figure. With that, he took off; his legs practically flying as he bounded towards you, singing out loudly in the school hallway, "Mi amor!!! Wait for me~"