Hola Mis Tortugitas

This is it. The last chapters of Galaxies Apart , part 1.

Enjoy :)

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Selena~

Every inch of my body was itching and twitching in anxiety. My insecurities were crawling up my legs leaving marks making me feel vulnerable to any negativity. Maybe my dress is too short. The thin silk material is maybe a little too formal for the occasion.

"Selena, it's a formal what the hell do you expect ? Jeans and KDs ?" Bianca's snappy sassy tone cut through my thought bubble.

My cheeks spread to a candy apple red shade of embarrassment. "Dang, I said that out loud didn't I ?"

A delicate tingly sensation coiled around my leg which was quickly replaced by warmth and comfort. Bianca's right hand sat fittingly on my left thigh while her other hand was manuvering the car. She rubbed her thumb reassuringly in soothing circles.

"Don't worry Selena, it's all gonna be okay", her voice came out calm but sounded like-like it was all out in one breath. As if, it was just an automatic reaction to stop my anguish and worry.

The trees and street lights sped past my vision repetatively just like all my past experiences. The stars weren't smiling like it did yesterday but now they seemed to just look over me; like protection or guarding. I was feeling a different vibe that I just couldn't put my finger on. Or maybe...

I-is this what it feels like to live life ?

Everything these past nine months has been having its complete up and downs. Now I'm here practically gift wrapping a fresh new headache just thinking about what's going to happen at this formal. I haven't truely seen any of my friends face to face in months. Is it gonna be different when seeing them ? What if it's awkward ?

"Selena," Bianca's voice brought me back to reality, "Everything is going to be fine."

"What makes you think I wouldn't think it'd be okay ?" I lied right through my teeth.

She scuffed and smiled a tiny smile, "You're my best friend. I can virtually feel the emotions you feel."

"Also, you're never this quiet with me unless you're asleep" her voice trailed off after the last comment.

I couldn't help but crack a tiny grin at her. She was like the sister I never had; she always knew what was going on and how to fix it. Thank God that he led her into my life.

The constant tone of the turn signal was quickly turned off as we pivoted a sharp turn into Dale's reception parking lot. Even though it was almost 9:00 the night seemed to already be up and ready. The outside of the Billard and Davidson receptional area had a modern yet classical touch of glimmering frosted-white marble and vast limestone. There had to be at least an acre of land around the building.

An abrupt stop of the car nearly made my head slam into the glove compartment. I could hear Bianca stifle back a laugh at my {almost} chance at death by a heart attack. I just swatted her childish ways off and shifted all my attention towards her.

"Biance, are you sure this is going to work ?" I gulped looking deep into her cocoa eyes.

"We have everything set. We told Dale what we wanted done and we gave him what we wanted in return. Simple as that." I nodded and exhaled deeply, "Oh and um... Dale kinda wants something from you"

My head spun right back over to her in confusion, "Kiss ?"

"Lower" she replied

"Neck hickey ?"

"Lower"

"Boobs ?"

"Lower"

I looked down there in utter disgust.

"Warmer"

"Ew !! God no Bianca ! I need my underwear !"

She just waved it off nonchalantly and smirked a knowing smirk, "I've got that covered. Don't get your remaining panties in a bunch, batch. C'mon, Sel"

It's time for the show to begin.

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Hunter~

I adjusted my neck tie around my neck for the fifth time in the past ten minutes. I was sitting at a table with Evan, Justin, and other guys from school. All of class of '14 was invited to the formal of GHS. I admit even though we're at some guy in the class' reception area, it's a very well organized place.

"Want some man ?" Evan offered me a glass of the drinks from the buffet. From the stench slithering around the whole room, I'd rather not take my chances with the spiked punch bowl.

I just shook my head no and just looked off into the formal. People were dancing, the ratchets were grinding, people were eating and enjoying their times here. But for some reason, something was off. As if they're something meant to be here. I felt a part of me empty.

I pushed myself up out of the cushioned chair straight to the buffet area. For some reason, I guess along with my interest in the party, along went my appetite. I just grabbed the tiny loaf of bread and munched on it as if I was Aladdin back in Arabia. Multiple people acknowledged me and smiled at me as I tried to get through the crowds of people. I had no idea where I was going or at least planning to do but I somehow ended up behind the stage of the room.

The way this room was set up was weird. Once you enter the ginormous room the first thing you see is the charcoal colored dancefloor in the middle of the room with the DJs booth to the side near the wall and windows. Farther off towards the end of the room was the stage where some people would make out behind it or just have plain privacy which was used for all the wrong reasons. It was meant for bands and special apperances but I guess the DJ was enough. Lastly off towards the left wall was the buffet tables.

The tips of my feet taped the carpet of the room in a continuos pattern to the beat. Usher's song Scream faded into the scene as more people began entering the dancefloor. If the dancefloor was a person, let's just say he would've been crushed harder than the Crack Kid's forehead to that basketball.

I shuddered silently to myself but couldn't hold back the chuckle at how stupid I am. Oh man, I'm hopeless.

"Lighten up AroGazos. You look like you're gonna give up on life" a voice crept from nowhere. I lifted my head up to catch the stare of none other then Mo.

I gave him dap and just hang my head back over, like in a sulking position as he sat right next to me.

"God man, you look a mess" he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Fuck it. I don't even care Mo"

Before I knew it a quick smack to the right cheek sent reality right back into me.

But you don't get away with smacking me.

My feet must've done the work for me because I was dead hovering over Mo's lounging body. But my pride washed out like a rinse cycle because once he stood up he was the one hovering over me. I hate how he's the freaking man giant of the school.

"I'm 6'10" not a freaking man giant" he snapped with his arms crossed (sadly) looking down at me.

"Ooh, did I say that out loud ?"

He just nodded his head ashamed and sat back down. A look grew onto his face, he patted the seat next to him indicating for me to calm the fuck down. A deep sigh rolled its way off my lips as I plummeted down to the stage floor.

"Man, what's wrong ?" he pondered like he genuinly cared.

I sighed a knowing sigh, "I don't know to be honest. Something doesn't feel right about this formal. I mean, it's fun and all but I-I feel as if there's something missing to make it better. You know what I mean ?"

Mo nodded and cracked a simpathetic smile. I don't know if I should do one back... I mean it'd be nice to but at the same time... That's kinda sweet. My mental retalitation hit me at a terrible time because I was just in the middle of smiling back, so now I look constipated trying to change my facial expressions. Mo was just there cracking up at my facial expressions like I was a clown. The constipated look on my face dropped to a nasty scowl.

"Dude, come here. You're a fucking hot mess" I followed him behind the curtains of the stage where all the stage equipment and horny couples were.

"It's Selena isn't it"

My chest tightened a bit by him saying her name. I-I tried to tell myself that I would get through this night without thinking of her. We're not over, no God forbid.It's just, she was the main reason I would've came to this event. If it was my choice I'd most likely be home sleeping.

Selena

God, I feel like a little clingy bitch to her. But it's just that she was always talking to me about this night and how she would laugh at all the thots breaking their back trying to twerk. Gosh, she's really missing out. I need to get her off my mind because it'll only make my night worse.

"Look Hunter," Mo started cutting my thoughts short, "You're in love with her. Face the fact"

A chill sprung through my body at that word. Love. I don't know what love is. I've had girls smitten over me and all but, love ? Tha-that can't be the right word for it. Strong feelings, yes. Love, I just don't know.

"Love ? No-no, it can't be love. I don't know what love is, I barely even know what life is !" .

"Ball is life !" grinned Mo.

"God, Mo not the right timing for the jokes."

"Oh c'mon Hunter !" Mo laughed as he threw his hands in the air, "You love her ! Just admit it ! She's been on your mind this whooooooole time !"

I just shut my eyes exhaled roughly. Out of the blue, his man hands grab my shoulder and gave it a violent shake causing me to a little unstable. I tumbled over a bit off the wall I was leaning on. Now he was leaning on the wall with a stupid smirk on his face while I prayed I wouldn't fall flat on my face.

"Admit it Hunter !! I can see it in your eyes ! You're way past smitten ! "

"No you were way past smitten" I fired back.

"She was for me too"

Nothing but rage and anger emerged from the pit of my system. Something in me just fired up, it wasn't even a reaction. It was more- more necessary.

My hands slammed into his shoulder blades; nailing him right onto the back wall. My face was threateningly close to his. My breathing was hitched. I don't know why but I'm pissed. Beyond pissed.

"No she wasn't she doesn't want you" The breathing from before now was caught in the back of my throat. God I j-just can't do this crap with him.

"Why do you care if she wants you ?"

"Because she's my fucking girlfriend !!"

"So what ? She's my best friend, I love her too."

"God dammit Mo !!" I rose my fist about to punch him square in the cheek but my hand somehow unwounded and slapped the wall beside his face. Yet the whole time he didn't flinch, at all.

"It's not the fucking same !!"

"Well the way you're putting it. It's seems like she's just one of your other girls"

"Don't you dare ever fucking say that about Selena"

"Well ?!? Then what the fuck does she mean to you if you talk about her like this ?!?"

"SHE MEANS THE WORLD TO ME !" I screamed at the top of my lungs into his face. My fingers ran their way through my hair.

"Mo, she means the mother fucking world to me man ! I-I can't even eat my bread in peace without thinking about her. Smitten isn't the word for it man-"

"Crush ?" interrupted Mo.

"No. Crush is not the word"

"Like-like ?"

"NO !"

"Then what then ?!?"

"I-I-I-"

"SPIT IT OUT !!"

"I LOVE HER OKAY ?!?!" I threw my hands up into the air in defeat, "I-I love her, okay ? God, I've never felt this way for anyone. I don't know how to love. I don't know what it is. I can't explain it. But god dammit I love her !"

He gave me a stern look of doubt, "I do !! God just saying her name makes me so hor-"

"Hey ! Hey ! I don't wanna know about your happiness"

My fingers grazed through my raven hair with smidges of brown strands.

"I just love her. Her looks, her mind, her eyes, her lips, her everything ! I'm not the best guy out here. But when she's with me I feel like the best guy out. You wanted to hear me say it ?! Well I'm screaming it to the world !! I LOVE SELENA GONZALEZ ! YOU HEAR ME WORLD ?! SELENA GONZALEZ IS MY POT OF GOLD UNDER THE RAINBOW !"

A faint familiar melody rang through my ears. The repetitive keys of the piano sounded so familiar.

Our song on the radio but it don't sound the same

I- is this the song I think it is ?

When our friends talk about you, all it does is just tear me down

When I was your man ? Are they playing this song ?

In the blink of an eye, the curtains departed away and everyone was calmly seated at their tables. It took me a second to realize that it had strangely been quiet when I was talking to Mo.

"What the hell is going o-" All around me grew pin drop silent. The whole crowd's eyes and attention was adverted to me. I scanned the room until it finally hit me.

A certain girl was sitting cross-legged on top of the DJ's booth. Her long caramel brown legs were exposing themselves making a wave of reminiscing pleasure over my head. Hypnotizing long curly hair down her back made me even more attractive.

"Selena" my voice barely over a whisper.

"The pot of gold under the rainbow ?" she questioned with a sexy smile across her face. I would be lying to you if I said I didn't wanna just grab her right now and just-

God a crimson red blush spread across my face just thinking about the things I'd do to her.

She's here

"Well don't just stand there Miah, come here and hug me" Gonzalez's sassy voice only made a goofy grin plaster on my face.

And the rest was history as my legs sped me over to her and sweeped her up off the DJs turn tables. The audience behind us cheered and clapped but I all I could think about was her with me right now.

Oh man, she's back.