"Is the food here good?" I ask them.
"Yes, actually, it's pretty good; the food is fresh, so."
I'm not really hungry, So I just took some fries with ketchup and water.
I sit with Drake and wait for others to join, and when I look at what he's eating,
Damn, that's a lot of food.
"I know it a lot, but I play football," he said as if he were reading my mind.
"I didn't say anything." I defend myself.
"You didn't have to."
"So tell us, do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend? Maybe we don't judge," Molly says as she takes a seat.
"No" I shook my head.
"How many ex's?"
"None"
"Shut up, there's no way," she says being shocked.
"Why?" Rory asks.
"I don't know; I was never interested in dating."
"So one-time things?" James asks.
"Not that ether." I smiled and then saw Kenji. I mouthed, Wanna sit with us, but he ignored me.
"Saw someone you know?" Rory asks.
"Yeah, but he's fine on his own, I guess." I say disappointingly.
"Who?" Drake asks.
"His name is Kenji."
"Oh, the one who came with you that day?" Rory asked, and I nodded.
~~~
"How's school?" they ask.
"Great"
"Ugh, I can't with you." Theo wined.
"Believe it or not, I actually like studying; what about you? How's collage?"
"I don't go there." He confesses
"I thought you said..." I started to remember when I asked them what they all did, and theo said he was in collage.
"Yeah, we kind of lied; sorry, but I did give it a shot, but it's not my thing; I would rather do mafia stuff."
"What do you guys do there?" I ask.
"Oh well, it depends; different stuff each day. Yesterday, me and Owen went to some guy's house and asked him to give us money that he owned. Oh, and I don't mean a few dollars; I mean millions."
"So Owen doesn't do tattoos?"
"I do," Owen walks in, "I have my small shop."
"Oww that's nice."
"What is it?" Kenji walks in.
We haven't had a proper conversation in a while.
"Owen has his tattoo shop," I say.
"Oh yeah, I knew that."
Silence fills the room, and after a while, Owen and Theo leave, which means me and Kenji are alone.
"Did you do your homework?" I ask. I don't know how to start a conversation.
"I don't do those, and I have learned all of those two eyes ago, so"
"So you're 20?" I question.
"Yeah"
"When is your birthday?" I ask, and he avoids the question and few seconds later he asks the same.
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Azalea
Romance18 year old Azalea who lives in Russia and has no family, What happened when she finds out that she's mafia princess, a girl who's been born in De Lucas family, in a family who hasn't had gir born in incenturies. She got a life that she always dream...
