THE REUNION OF FOUR.

When the car pulled up to the park, I realized I had never been to it. Unlike the one near my house, it was huge and filled with people- it was scattered with kids playing soccer and being engaged in other activities.

Glancing to my left, I saw some teenagers who were on their phones. Some were into a conversation with friends and while some sat down on benches to think about life or solution to problems.

"I feel weird wearing this..." I mumbled, my eyes scanning the scene for an escape. Maybe if I had wings, I would fly.

It showed half of my top body. Hannah had even mentioned it made my ass come out. I didn't know how she was able to wear such things but it was just so-

"Hey chill," Hannah said with a cheery, yet sympathetic smile. "You're going to love them!"

"T-Them?!" Who was she talking about? The feeling of panic crawled through my body and remained there.

My eyes dilated with the sudden realization that my best friend had done it again.

Another one of her crazy ventures.

"You'll be fine, Noellia. Come on," she urged me. Amused at how baffled I was becoming.

After about five minutes, we were standing like maniacs under a tree until Hannah waved her hand. The wind blew and at least tried to reduce my nervousness.

I thought she was becoming mad but stopped thinking when she started speaking to some guys that were few meters away from us.

"Hey, I thought you guys would be late, as usual," she whispered the last part, teasing them with an eye roll. I was perplexed as I saw her casually stroll her way to three tall giants. Hugging them like long lost buddies.

She must have noticed the change I got as I gaped at the reunion of the four. Me standing there like some lost pillar. She chuckled to herself as she wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me close.

As she did this, the tense atmosphere flipped, becoming even more unsteady and suffocating as three pair of colorful eyes raped at me. Their attention now on me and not Hannah.

"Hey!" They chimed with playfulness, smirks plastered themselves on their faces. If they were friends with Hannah, they obviously expected me to be as great and pretty as her. I always had to disappoint.

I suddenly felt stiff. No speech found. I didn't even know these people, let alone trust to speak. Refusing to reply, Hannah jabbed me with her elbow. The jab was alarmingly painful.

"Hi," I replied forcefully, the pain in my stomach relishing in my awkwardness. The three tall trees gaped at me. Each having strange gazes, plentiful of various emotions.

And that ladies and gentlemen made me even more nervous.

"Are you one of those shy girls?" Spoke one of the boys with a smuggled smile. He had dark brown eyes which matched his dark brown, curled hair. He talked with a calm voice, which made me stare at his lips. "I'm Daniel."

Thinking it was just a rhetorical question I didn't answer but with the awkward tension that hung over our heads like knives, made me realise that I was supposed to.

"Well, my name's Michael," said another boy with the overall black cloth. He had curly her too which had a copper colour. It brought out his orange eyes as they trailed my thin body. His tone was lustful and very hoaxed.

As we stared at each other, he licked his chapped lips. Soaking it with vulgarian thoughts as his eyes scanned my body, up and down, this time with no fear that I had my eyes on him.

Damn Hannah and this crop top.

"Shut up dude." A blonde-haired guy which I didn't notice at first or I think just joined, walked out from behind the sea of boys. The muscle shirt he was wearing hugged those muscles vividly. I saw something shining from his ear side, his blonde hair covering it. Bad guy, huh? "I'm Mathew. But you, beautiful, can call me Matt."

To say I was impressed at his compliment would be the truth. No one's ever called me beautiful, let alone nice. And hearing it now was kind of weird. My cheeks rebelliously tinted themselves pink with a blush.

I was about to reply when another guy butted in. He had a toned skin and was shorter than the other three boys. He was a cute Mexican boy, "Hey I am Carlos."

I wanted to ask him if he was Spanish. His accent well heard as he said his name, but from the face I made, he already saw it coming. "And yeah. I'm Spanish if you're wondering."

Out of politeness, I smiled. A low timid wave just to add effect. I could see he didn't have anything on him, no necklace, no earring or even an eye that raped, he just dressed normally.

I wasn't at all ready to meet people, and now boys? What's worse, is Mr. Copper hair over here and his eye rape - I was fidgeting with discomfort.

Instantly, Hannah's next words froze me with shock. What the-

"I forgot something. I'll be right back." I saw her already a few feet away from me with that brown-haired guy, I think his name was Derick or Darrel. Wishing it would be vise versa, and me leaving instead. Being here with these boys got me nervous.

I sprinted leisurely to her. Grabbing her by the arm to halt her in place. Doing the pleading gaze for her not to leave, my hold tightened around her arm, and she chuckled humorously as she shook her head. "You'll be fine Noellia. They're cool people. You'll love them." She yanked away her arm and dashed out of sight. In a blink of an eye, she was gone.

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