Hours later, more than seconds into school dismissal, I come out of my final class of the day and approached towards one of my other best friends Cheyanne, who also come out of her final class of the day.

”Hey Cheyanne again,” I said.

“Hey Calhoun,” she said.

”So how was Algebra class?” I asked.

“Huh?” Cheyanne prompted.

“How was Algebra class?” I replied.

“It was a pain in the ass,” she said. “But I managed through that pain in the ass…successfully.”

I nodded.

“Hope your class isn’t a pain in the ass too,” she continued.

“Oh my Advanced Evil Creature Research class got pains in the ass sometimes,” I said. “But it wasn’t a pain in the ass today nor yesterday.”

Suddenly, Cinnamon, who just got out of her in-school suspension classroom - aka Ms. Harris’ classroom - with an apparently slightly terrified look (as if I would end up with Cheyenne forever), hurriedly walked past the students before she approached me, not even noticing that her frenemy/frienemy Cheyanne was standing there beside me.

“Hey Calhoun,” said Cinnamon, who is breathing heavily. “Can I ask you something?”

I went quiet.

“When I finish completing my ISS hours,” Cinnamon continued. “Can I go out…go out on a…ummm, uhhhh,” she starts struggling. “Go out on a uhhhh, uhhhh….”

I stay quiet as I want her to finish her sentence. It sounds to me that Cinnamon wants to spend quality time with me like what Cheyanne did yesterday but struggled to spit it out. Cheyanne stay quiet as well, not wanting to interrupt.

“Go out on a…,” Cinnamon still struggles. “On a lunch hangout. Ummm…with you,” she misinterpreted as she finally finishes her sentence with her jaw slightly opened. I think she just said something that I think I can understand.

I reacted with a skeptical look on my face. Simultaneously, Cheyanne glanced at me wondering if I would say ‘yes’ to Cinnamon’s question.

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Also simultaneously, Cymberly walked a few blocks near Cinnamon. And so is Cayleen who is a few steps near Cheyanne. They both watching the scene unfolding.

After a few seconds of silence, I then opened my mouth. "You want to hangout with me," I said.

"Uh huh," Cinnamon said as she quickly nodded with her jaw still slightly opened.

"For lunch," I said.

"Uh huh," Cinnamon repeated.

"An afternoon lunch," I said as I'm understanding what she's saying.

"Yeah," she said.

I thought for a moment. Then I opened my mouth again. "That's after you finish your ISS hours?" I asked.

"Yeah," Cinnamon said as she quickly nodded once again like as if she desperately doesn't want Cheyanne to spend quality time with me that much.

I then glanced at Cheyanne and I can see her face being slightly frustrated; she sighed. She sighed because of the fact that her frenemy Cinnamon is taking (or starting to take) away, again, quality time with me.

At the same time, Cymberly and Cayleen glanced at each other before they glanced back at Cinnamon and me…and Cheyanne as well, since Cheyanne is involved in this.

I then take a deep breath while briefly had my eyes shut before I opened my mouth again. “Okay,” I said in a calm and cool manner. “First of all, I gotta be realistic with you. I just came out of my advanced evil creature research class. And my advanced evil creature research class is gonna be having an after-school program.” And that starts on the very same day that Cinnamon finishes her ISS hours, which makes it kinda complicated. “And If I don’t boost my grade to where I need to be, then I have to take the program. So you gonna bet your big ass on the possibility that I don’t need to take it or else you need to find some other day that you and I can hangout…personally. And I’m also gonna bet my nice ass on the possibility that I don’t need to take it or else I need to find some other day that I can hangout with you…personally.” It’s a good thing for Cinnamon that I didn’t say ‘Or else I will hangout with Cheyanne for a long time.’

Cinnamon slightly looked down as that wasn’t the words that she’s hoping for.

I then sighed, seeing the look at her face as she’s really really want to hangout with me. “I don’t like breaking it to you at all, I know it’s very tough for you,” I said. “And I can see that you currently not having the best time so far after that flatulence incident back in English class.”

She sighed. “I wish I had control of my big gassy ass,” she said. “Matter of fact, full control in English class. And any of the other classes.”

I then exhaled before I opened my mouth again. “Okay, how about this,” I said. “I’ll boot my ass to make sure that I won’t end up doing after school work so I can hangout with you when that day comes. I just want you to know that…perhaps maybe you should be working on getting yourself together from now on and also try to learn from bad decisions, mistakes and problems that you had encountered to help yourself become a better person.”

Cinnamon went quiet as she listened to me.

Cymberly, Cheyanne and Cayleen are also listening to me as well.

“Thank you for your understanding, Cinnamon,” I continued before I start walking away from her and the rest of my best friends as I need to get to my transportation and they need to get to their transportation as well. “Later guys,” I said to them.

Cinnamon, Cymberly, Cheyanne and Cayleen all watched me walking away from them.