“Actually, it's mine.”Diego saunters up to Ariana and daintily grabs it from her, "You have no reason to steal from Kayla, but I do."
“What is that?”Ariana questions.
“To give it back to her.”
“What a 'gentleman'. You are no longer invited to be a part of Royal Divas/Gals of EMS club.”
“So? I don't need to be a part of your self appointed club of snooty booties. And, I'm a guy, not a gal.”
“Okay then.”Ariana walks away with CKS and Lisa.
Diego walks up to me and hands me my backpack. “Uh...Thanks,” I mumble, embarrassed.
“Save it for the next time I save your poor Indiwanese booty.” I might have to rethink this “almost friend” business. I am half Indian, half Taiwanese. Not “Indiwanese.” I take pride in my heritage. I am not poor, I just don't have enough money to buy everything. I am insulted. Grrrrrrr. Oh well. He walks away, leaving me confused. I walk to the art class. Boys.
