CHAPTER 18

"Her dad literally passed away a week and a half ago," Antonio defended me. The feeling of wanting to cry washed over me as my heart began to sink. I hate how emotional I am when it comes to this. The fact that she would bring it up in such a manner was low.

When I looked back over at her she was shooting Alex a flirtatious smile as she ignored what Antonio said. "I'm head cheerleader," she said in a deeper tone of voice as if she was trying too hard to sound like someone she wasn't.

"I don't really care," he stated in a deadpan voice. The entire table chuckled, it even made me crack a smile. Her cheeks turned a deep shade of red as she glared at all of us.

"Well, I was just letting you know in case you ever wanted a real girl. I know you pity this one for her dad, but trust me, you'll regret it. She can barely learn a cheer, her dad probably killed himself just to get away from her. Wouldn't want you to do the same thing as Andre," She said. This time, a tear did fall from my eye, bu