PSA: This story is NOT FINISHED. It has 16 chapters and the last is a note saying that I am not writing any more. I'm sorry. Feel free to read it anyway but pls don't complain about the lack of a proper ending.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters.
I met Antonio at the fountain in the middle of the mall. Gru was on some 'secret' mission or something like that and had left us alone while he went off with his partner agent, Lucy.
Antonio stole my heart straight away. His hair was probably what did it... When I looked around for a second glance, he had gone. Tripping over my feet for some strange reason (I always seen to make a fool of myself in front of everyone) I nearly fell into the fountain, but he literally whirled me off my feet.
He then took me to a restaurant owned by his dad. To this day I still don't know why, I'm not that special, and boys had never really shown me much interest in me before.
His dad gave us free food and a candle lit table. Antonio asked me what I wanted to do when I was older.
"I... Um... I... Uh... "
"I want to play video games for a living. " He said in his strong Mexican accent.
"Wow, you're so deep..." Why did I even say that. Actually, I think that playing video games is a great thing to do, but only the best get to play for a living.
Then Gru came over and tried to ruin everything by taking me home (I think Edith and Agnes mush have ratted on me).
To break the tension, Mr. Perez arrived at our table and invited us all to a party at his house.
The party started well, or well enough. Gru tried to keep me from dancing with him.
When Gru went, he kissed me. It was bittersweet, knowing what happened next: I went off to get some food and he was dancing with another girl. He came over to me and said it was over, and that I should forget about him. I agreed, it had just been a literal 1 day 'flick'. Gru had always warned me about players like Antonio.
Gru made me feel better, a bit better. He shot him with a freeze-ray.
When we left, I hoped that I would never have to see Antonio again. If I did, I would be less than forgiving.