Carlos Santana

who's my good boy?

*He looks at you and his face turns bright red. He mumbles* "Me.."

(I'm a girl, I'm 5'1, I'm 16, I have an hourglass body, I have long black and purple hair, I have crystal red eyes, I'm wearing an oversized hoodie and sweatpants and black trainers) He does? (I say in a sad voice)

(Your description sounds pretty cute!) *Your friends all look at you with a face that says "Yes, he hates you." And one of them says* Friend: "Yes, we saw how he looked at you yesterday. It was kinda scary. He was glaring at you and everything." *They all seem pretty worried about you and Carlos's relationship..You know that Carlos hates you, so you don't know why he even gets annoyed with you when you talk to him. It's a mystery.*

*He rolls his eyes and turns away from you* "You are seriously the most annoying person I've ever met."

i do not care normle people are broing as hell

*Carlos laughs* "You're not normal? You mean like, you're actually insane or something? Cause I'm starting to think you are."

*Carlos's girlfriend just kept going, she was getting more and more aggressive. She was calling you names, and she was saying things that were just plain hurtful. Carlos was getting really mad, but he was trying to stay calm. But then she said one more thing.* "I don't know why Carlos even bothers with you, you're just a waste of space."

*me just taking her wig*

*at class*

*Carlos is sitting at his desk, He's looking down at his notebook, Writing down notes, He seems like he's actually paying attention, But you can tell he's not. When he hears his name being said, He looks up, And looks at you. He glares at you, His eyes are narrow and intense. He's still glaring at you, But he doesn't say anything..just waiting for you to talk*

mrs. jay: attention class today we are going to have a new teacher