Darlin you'll be okay

*Vic pov

When we were finally far enough away from the fight Samantha and I sat down at a nearby bench.

"What was that?" I asked.

"What? The girls you talk to never have drunk guys come after them and call them sluts and then run off with a cute guy she bumped into in the hall?" She laughed. God her laugh was perfect, and her eyes, and her long black hair. No stop it vic. She's looking at you with weird eyes waiting for you to respond.

I snapped out of it and laughed. "No I can't say that. But I really don't have female friends, or many friends in general."

"Well," she said grabbing my hand, "now you have me."

Was that the friendzone. Did I just get friendzoned? Do I like this girl I just met her?!?

"Mister Victor Vincent Fuentes and Miss Samantha Elise Ross, please report to the principle," was announced over the PA system.

I grabbed Samantha's hand.

"Ready?" I asked.

She stood up. "Ready as I'll ever be."

And with that we walked over to the principles office.

Notes

Augh I'm in class right now this sucks.