Desiree’s POV

“Hi…” I said as I caught Enrique on the back of my house and I wondered what he was doing there, I sighed and stared at him with a suspicious look,

“Hello…” he said nervously.

“Yeah, hi.” I repeat, “So what are you doing here? Are you peeking at something?”

“I’m a…” then he stuck his words on his tongue and some guys were passing by and called him a loser. “Don't worry about them…” he said and he gave me a smile.

“What? They just disrespect you, you can’t tolerate that.” I said and glanced at the men who are well known to take some drugs.

“Yeah,...