Ch.4

Margo sat in Geometry, listening to Mr. Hartburner's long lecture about slope of a line. Margo, Flora, and Allison all sat at their usual table, with Margo in the middle, as usual. She blinked and held back a yawn, glancing at the clock. 'Eight fifty-nine. An hour and six minutes left,' she said in her head. Why can't class be over now?' She sighed and tried to focus on the lesson, but zoned out because of Mr. Hartburner's voice. Allie looked up at Margo and pretended to fall asleep. Margo tried to hold back a laugh, but a giggle slipped out.

"Is something amusing, Miss. Sanders?" Mr. Hartburner asked in his usual monotonous voice.

"No, sir. I had something lodged in my throat, and I tried to get it out," Allison said, forcing back a smile.

"Hmm," Mr. Hartburner said, turning his back to the class. Allison grimaced and leaned in towards Margo. "I hate geometry, Margo," she whispered. "When the test comes around, you're tutoring me." Margo smiled and nudged Allison gently, when Margo's phone vibrated in her pocket. Margo took it out and saw that she had received a text message. Quickly looking up at Mr. Hartburner to see if his back was still turned, she swiped her finger against the touchscreen and read the message.

I'm so bored. - A

Margo looked at the text and looked up and saw Antonio looking at her. Allison and Flora leaned in and read the text, then followed Margo's gaze. "Well, what are you waiting for?" Allison teased. Margo rolled her eyes and quickly texted Antonio back.

And texting me is your ticket way out of freedom?-M

She sent the message to Antonio and scribbled down the notes. Once again her phone vibrated and she swiped the screen and read the text from Antonio.

Sí, mí amor. But in all seriousness, you really do look beautiful. Then again, you have always looked beautiful to me –A

Margo blushed at this and bit her lips. She looked and smiled at Antonio, to which he gave her a wink in return. Allison nudged Margo Margo playfully and winked. Margo rolled her eyes and ran her hand through her silky hair. Before she could reply, the fire alarm abruptly screeched throughout the classroom, making the students scream in shock. Margo screamed a bit and almost dropped her phone, but caught it before it hit the floor.

"All right, all right, settle down," Mr. Hartburner said, grabbing a folder. "Let's all file out neatly and-"

Everyone scrambled out of the back door, and Allison inhaled the air. "Freedom!" Allison cried out. Flora rolled her eyes and beamed when she saw Nathanial walking out. He smirked and winked at her, which only made her giggle. "He's so cute!" she squealed. "He's like a cute little puppy looking for love."

"Are you gonna give him the love he's looking for?" Allison teased her.

Flora blushed a deep red and shoved the laughing blonde. Margo rolled her eyes and looked at her phone, checking to see it Antonio texted her. "What a nice day," someone said. Margo looked behind her and saw Antonio leaning against the fence. "A perfect day to relax. Don't you agree, Margo?" Margo scoffed and walked towards him. "It's better than staying cooped up inside," she said. Antonio smiled at her, and Margo quickly averted her gaze from him.

"Tell me, do you like latin American music?" Antonio asked.

Margo looked back at him and shrugged. "I do like it, to be honest, It helps me get closer to the culture, and I do like dancing to some of the songs, even if I'm not to good," she answered. "What do you listen to?" Antonio asked. Margo looked at him and bit her lips. "Um… well, I mostly listen to Prince Royce, but I like enjoy Xtreme, Aventura and some Daddy Yankee."

"Ooooh, so you're a fan of latin American rap, I see," Antonio said, nudging her teasingly.

"Shut up! So what if I do? I like it," she protested defensively. Margo sighed and leaned against the fence. "I don't think you should come pick me up."

"Why?" Antonio asked.

"Uh, hello? My father?" she reminded him. "I don't think you'd want to be trapped in a block of ice again." Antonio nodded and crossed his arms across his chest. "Y'know, I got sick because of that. Tell your dad that next time, trap me in something other than ice," he said. Margo smiled and giggled, and Antonio merely watched. "You have an adorable giggle."

"Th-thank you," she said, her cheeks tinted with red.

"You're twice more cuter when you blush as well," he added, brushed a stray strand of hair off her face, tucking it behind her ear, then cupping her cheek. Margo stared at Antonio as her giggling died down and placed her hand over his. The two stared at each other for the longest of time, the breeze hitting their faces gently and their hair dancing in the wind. Slowly, Antonio leaned in, his eyes half closed. Margo's eyelids drooped a bit as well, and she too leaned in. Their lips were centimeters apart, until Mr. Hartburner pulled them apart.

"There will be no lip-to-lip contact here in campus," he said strictly.

Antonio looked at him then at Margo. "It seems that you were saved by the teacher, mi amor," he said. "But don't think that you're in the clear forever. I will get my kiss." And with that, he kissed Matgo's cheek and walked back towards the class. Margo just stood there, dumbfounded. She slowly brought her hand up to her cheek. "Wh-what?" she murmured.

During lunch, the girls were eating outside in the school courtyard, sitting down at one of the open tables. Flora was with Nathanial eating some McDonald's, sitting on his lap, while Allison and Margo were eating their lunch. Allison was looking through her facebook on her phone, when she dropped her phone and pounds her fists on the table

"Dammit!" she screamed.

"What's grinding up on your grill?" Margo asked, eating her hamburger. Allison picked up her phone and showed Margo a post. "Can you believe it?! Amy and Nick and going to the dating!" she yelled. Margo gave her a questioning look. "And that's… bad?" she asked.

"Yes, it's bad! Almost every cheerleader in this school is being taken by hot sport guys, while I'm still at the bottom of the food chain!" she growled.

She took Margo's hamburger and chucked it over at some geeky girl's head "Sure, take my food to ease your stress! It's not like I was gonna eat that," Margo said sarcastically. Allison sighed and tapped her nail on the table. "How come I'm not taken? I'm smart, I'm funny, I'm pretty! What do all those cheerleaders have that I don't have?"

"Um… I'm pretty sure… they… didn't scrape the wood off their nails, is that even possible?" Margo asked.

Sure enough, there were marks on the wooden table. Allison sighed deeply and looked at her phone as it goes off. She unlocked the phone and began to look all tense as she read the notification. "Nicki and Kyle are dating too," she hissed through the fake syrupy smile. She slowly puts her phone down and dug her nails into the palms of her hands. "If I get one more facebook notification…" Silence hung in the air, Mad Margo slowly scooted away from her, not wanting to get smacked if she went on some frenzy, bloody murder I'm-gonna-kill-some-guy mode. Allison's phone went off, and she unlocked the phone and checkec the notification.

"THAT'S IN! I'M DONE!" she screeched.

Everyone turned to look over, wondering what the commotion was about. Allison got up, grabbed her phone and bag and stormed off. A figure plopped a McDonald's bag in front of and planted two hands on both sides of her. She didn't have to be super smart to know it was Antonio. "May I accompany my beautiful princess on this fine day?" he asked. Margo mentally cursed herself for feeling so weak, since she felt her heart skip a beat, but she kept her cool and smiled. "I'm not your princess," she said.

"Not yet, you're not," he replied.

He sat next to Margo and she began opening the bag. She pulled out two Big Macs, two boxes of French fries, two boxes of ten piece chicken nuggets, and two cups of soda. "You went all out, I see," Margo commented. Antonio smirked and cupped her chin. "Anything to please you, bella," he said. Margo rolled her eyes and began to eat her sandwich. "So I've gone from 'princess' to 'bella'?" she asked.

"So you do care about what I call you," he said.

Margo blushed and looked at her food. "O-of course not! You're just trying to woo me so you can worm your way into my heart. You don't mean any of that," she mumbled. Antonio look her hand and kissed it, which made Margo look at him. "Margo, please, give me a chance. I know I did some wrongs, but will you be willing for me to treat you with the respect you deserve?" he asked. Margo looked at him for a while and smiled softly. "I'll trust you, Antonio. But after our date, don't think that we're a thing."

"Then I'll have no choice but to go through any length until I obtain the key to your beautiful heart!"

Margo gasped at this and slightly blushed. She picked up a chicken nugget, dipped it in barbeque sauce and held it out of Antonio. "Do you want a bite?" she asked. Antonio smiled and ate the chicken nugget. He smiled and did the same with her. "Eat," he ordered. She shrugged and ate the food with no complaint. She giggled a bit and finished some of her fries. "Thank you for the food. I take it I'll have to pay you back?"

"No need. The cute smile on your face is payment enough," he replied.

Margo looked at him and smirked. "What a Romeo," she teased him. "As long as you're my Juliet, then I have nothing to complain about," he said. Margo didn't anything and continued eating her food. Antonio suddenly took her hand, dunked her index finger in the barbeque sauce, then licked it off.

"W-what are you d-doing?" she demanded.

Antonio smirked and slurped the sauce up from the side of his mouth. "I enjoy the taste of barbeque," he simply said. Margo blushed even more and pulled her hand away from his grip. 'You're so weird," she mumbled. Antonio shrugged and continued to eat. Secretly, Margo watched him, the blush on her cheeks getting darker and darker. She was beginning to wonder if she was falling in love with him.