Are Five Days Enough?

Andre

❝ heartbreak — you hurt me so bad that pain has lost it's meaning ❞

06|   Andre

Aviana Sanchez | 

| Day 1: 8 January, 8.45 am |

A girl stopped at our placard. "Nice to meet you three, I'm Nisrina Rodiguez."

She must be in our watch.

"I might just become straight for you Latina," Jaden winked at the girl.

"Not working on me pretty boy," She smirked back.

Not going to lie, she was indeed beautiful. Her high cheekbones complemented her facial features and her smile was gorgeous. 

She was fierce and her snarky comment towards Jaden just proves she might not be falling for his tricks. I mean Jaden has girls falling at his feet and she surpassed the test. 

"Damn, I like you already," I smiled at her. 

"Oh, the other two in our watch are most probably coming in a few minutes. I'd be surprised if they made it here in a few minutes without being distracted by sluts." She shrugged indifferently. 

I guess she is most probably used to seeing the two guys being around tons of girls when they are at school.

"Let me guess they are the classic playboys who rule the school with their charming words and handsome faces," I said bored.

"More or less you got the picture."

I rolled my eyes, "Great, now we have three playboys in our watches."

Nisrina's eyes flickered towards Jaden before looking back at me, "Depends, if you count pretty boy over there."

We both tried to contain our laughter until Jaden got what it meant. 

"You two are mean."

"We know." Me and Nisrina chorused.

"Great you two are already talking in sync," Matthia muttered.

"We get it, Mr Moody," Nisrina mocked Matthia.

"Let me introduce everyone, I am Aviana, the pretty boy over there is Jaden and the grumpy old man here is Matthia," I tell Nisrina.

"This is Andre Serrano and Isaiah Lee." Nisrina introduced.

Wait introduced?

I shift my gaze to the two boys standing behind her. Those two ocean blue eyes struck a chord within me. A part of memory washes back. Pain. Sadness. Frustration. Anger.

"Aviana..." His mouth whispered.

I'm not dealing with this bullshit. I'm done and over it.

He cleared his throat before sticking out his hand for us to shake.

"Andre Serrano." He muttered.

None of us bothered shaking. I rolled my eyes. Jaden gave a small nod and Matthia was staring at something else.

The Asian boy next to him introduced himself, "Isaiah Lee."

I gave him a small smile, "Hello Isaiah."

Jaden again gave him a nod and smiled.

Matthia, however, spat out his name as if it was a disease, "Nice meeting you Isaiah."

Nisrina sensed the tension brewing between us and said sarcastically, "I can't wait for this camp to begin."

I avoided Andre like a plague. I made no eye contact with him. Stood the furthest away from him. 

I stood beside Matthia the whole time. Matthia pulled me away until we stood a distance away from the others. 

"It's him isn't it?" Matthia whispered in my ear.

My silence gave it away, and I never hide anything from Matthia. He knew what happened. The first time I moved to their school, I was a mess. Matthia got me out of my habits. Everything. 

He made me change for the better. 

He made me realise that I didn't need him. 

He taught me to be strong and to think that everything will get better. 

Matthia was my saving grace, an angel sent from heaven.

He pulled me in for a hug. A hug that I needed so badly right now.

"I feel like all the pieces of my shattered heart I stitched together for the past year is coming undone," I mutter into his neck.

"You are brave, strong and my best friend Aviana Sanchez. Whatever it is just come running back to me alright?"

That's all I needed.

"Thank you, Matt, I needed it." I squeezed him with my hug for the last time before we walked together back to the where our watch was standing.

"Are you two together or something?" Nisrina directed it towards me and Matthia, looking between us back and forth. I could feel everyone looking at us especially his burning gaze on me. 

"If the wonderful girl beside me accepted me, maybe." Matthia playfully winked at me.

I elbowed him in the rib.

"Such couple goals, I ship."

"A ship that I'll sink." I hear someone mutter. 

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love, L