Senior Year, Biscuits & The Fuentes Family As Told By Nelissa Brown

I am so out of shape. Mom doesn't let me leave of a night. She thinks I'll get into trouble. She hasn't seen me of a day time. I don't need stars to get myself arrested. But I had to sneak out. I had to climb through my window. I fell and possibly broke my ankle. But I'll soldier on.
I walked into the park and went to our usual spot. We used to come here three times a week. It was ours. But I saw a group of guys approaching. I started to panic. When I panic I do stupid things. Like hide up trees. That's not weird, right?
I peered down from the top of the tree and saw them all talking and laughing. I hope they don't see me. I'd have to explain what I'm doing up a tree. Then Vic emerged from the group and leant against the trunk of my tree. Maybe he tried to lure me here to be gang raped.
"I want to see what she looks like." one of the guys said.
"No, you're not seeing anything." Vic laughed.
"She hot?" Another guy asked.
"Shut up." he shook his head.
"How long will you take?" someone else asked.
"That depends on how it goes," Vic said. He looked down and then around him. "Now disappear before she gets here." he said. I watched as the group slowly left, leaving Vic alone. Or kind of alone, I've been here all along.
"Vic," I whispered. Nothing. "Vic!" I said louder. Is he deaf? "Vic!" I yelled. He looked up and backed away.
"What are you doing up a tree?" Vic exclaimed. "You're mental!"
"Help me down then," I snapped. "After what you did it's the least you can do."
"Come on." he sighed. Vic held his hand up for me and I jumped down. I straightened up and folded my arms across my chest.
"Who were those people?" I asked.
"You heard all that?" Vic asked and I nodded. "Some friends. Austin, Kellin, Alan, Oli and Matt."
"From college?"
"Not really."
"So..." I trailed away.
"How was your summer? And school?" Vic asked. Damn it, I hate small talk.
"Fine. I hung out with B mostly." I shrugged.
"I thought I'd see you at that party."
"I decided not to go," Actually I did go. It was fancy dress and I went as a gigantic pineapple. B made me go home. "What have you spent your time doing?"
"Getting over you." Vic shrugged. He's never this blunt, only with me. Stupid Vic.
"Right." I said.
"I'm dropping out of college." Vic stated.
"What?" I gasped. "Why would you do that?"
"It just doesn't feel right."
"Do you know how many arguments we had?"
"I know, Nel," Vic nodded. "But I can't do it anymore."
"You've barely started." I rushed.
"I spoke to them last week. My parents know and everything."
"So you're just telling me?" I muttered. Vic nodded and I shrugged. "What are you going to do?"
"Start a band," he said easily. "I'll do the music thing full time." Vic explained.
"Do your parents want you to?"
"No." Vic laughed humourlessly.
"I can't believe it," I shook my head. "You know that's why we broke up. You wanted to run away and live in a college dorm and party. I wanted you with me."
"I know, I know. I'm sorry for everything I did too." Vic told me seriously.

From the corner of my eye I could see someone walking over. I ignored them and carried on writing. I know he's a senior, I've seen him around. I'm not one to hang out with seniors. I'm more one to embarrass myself in front of seniors.
"Do you have some paper?" the boy asked. I looked up a him. He was Mexican with dark hair going past his ears. His dark brown eyes were looking at me. Probably regretting talking to me.
"Um yeah." I finally replied.
"Can I have some?"
"Sure." I shrugged. I tore a few pages from my notebook and handed them over. Vic sat down next to me on the steps and I offered him my pen. He took it and scribbled a few lines down. Then he handed it back.
"Thanks. I just had a few lyrics come to me. I had to write them down before I forget." he explained.
"Oh cool I guess." I shrugged.
We sat in silence for a while until he relaxed back into the stairs. "I'm Vic." he introduced himself.
"Nelissa." I said back.
"Are you new or something?"
"I'm not a senior. Not until next year." I explained.
"Oh," he said simply. "That's why."
"Is there something you want?" I asked. I hate being rude. I want everyone to be full of rainbows. But I honestly don't get why he's sitting next to me. He's had his paper.
"I just want to chat." Vic shrugged, smiling at me.

"I know I messed up, Nel." Vic sighed.
"You did." I nodded.
"But I'm sorry."
"For what?" I looked down.
"Everything."
"You wanted to break up. That's why you were so horrible. We just used to argue. You didn't even tell anyone."
"I've told people."
"Your parents?" I raised my eyebrows and he shook his head.
"And I didn't mean to be horrible."
"But you was." I muttered.

Vic handed me a letter and I looked at it. It was from San Diego State University. Just where his mom wanted him to go. Not that I really knew, I've never even met her. None of them. They don't even know I exist. But he was accepted. I grinned back at him and leant in to kiss him. Vic kissed me quickly and pulled away. Weird. I raised my eyebrows at him and Vic shrugged. "I don't know if I want to go."
"Why not?" I frowned.
"I could be in a band. I could work on my music."
"And go where, Vic?" I sighed.
"I don't know. I might get good."
"But college. You'll get a degree. I know I don't try hard at school, but even I know you should get a degree. You told me you wanted the college experience. We were yelling. You can't change your mind now. Not after..."
"Shh..." Vic tried. He gripped my hand hard and leant in to kiss me. I didn't kiss back at first, but then I eventually did.

That was when the horrible stuff started. Just Vic trying to stop me from talking and stop me from disagreeing with him. But that was easier said than done. I looked at Vic and he leant in to kiss me. But I pushed him away before he could.
"I can't forgive you for all the horrible stuff. Just because I wanted a future for you after all the arguments... when I was okay with it all. Now you go and work against me. Now all the arguing was for nothing." I said.
"I love you." Vic told me angrily.
"I love you too," I admitted. "But I can't." I added.
"Worth a try." Vic muttered. He was sad though. I could tell. I hate when he's sad.
"Leave?" I asked. Vic shook his head and buried his hands deep in his pockets. "Fine." I said. I turned and walked away from him. I knew he was watching me. It was the pineapple all over again. I want to go back and tell him to not be sad and let's go for ice cream. But I can't let myself get into it all again.

Notes

Hey! This was semi serious. Hopefully with Nelissa's humour but still serious. Who expected it? What did you think? I wanted this up last night but the site wasn't working for me. What do you want to see next? The next one should be pretty light and funny again! :)