Hi I’m Manu

Her words made him widen his eyes a little as he looked at her. “What? No fair!” He exclaimed with a surprised expression before he chuckled a little. “Worst part is... they may actually believe you,” he added as he sighed deeply, turning his head back to the sky.
He pinched his lips a little at her question as he lifted his knee to wrap his hands around. He watched the small clouds pass by. “Well, that depends. It would never snow snow in L.A. but people get so used to the warmth so when the colder months come, we start packing up. But it’s definitely warmer than here,” he said as he tapped his fingers a little against the back of his hand. He frowned a little at the sku, all thos talk of America had sparked a longing he wasnt certain if he had ever felt since coming here. He turned his head to Winona, wanting to think of something else. “You’ll be fine, right?” He asked, trying his best to mask his worry.

He was all resdy to go on their lunchdate, when it seemed that Alex the jock had other plans. Manu turned with Winona, looking up at the tall jock, though he wasnt that fearful of him, not after the suckerpunch that he had given him. A mocking smile was over his lips as he watched the jock. What he hadnt expected was the way they spoke of sexual encounters for everyone to hear, but it wasnt like he hadnt heard similar if not worse things back in the states. The good thing about England was the sex-ed which was rarely taught, at least in his city. He got back on track as Winona turned her attention to him, and he looked at her with a soft smile, running his hand along her arm before he exhaled in that way people only did when they were completely lovestruck. He looked back at Alex, frowning a little. “You lost something good to a dweeb like me. Give it up, dude, because I wont let this one slip out of my hands,” he said, pulling Winona closer as he kissed her temple gently. When Winona had gotten the last word, Manu knew Alex was crushed. He sent him a nod before he went to walk off with his fake-girlfriend, but a part of him did feel bad for the dude.

He chuckled at her words as he took a bite off his apple, looking around to see people who had been in that hallway whisper about them to those who hadnt, but it seemed that people were more foxtated on rewatching the video than watch the new couple eat their lunch. He nodded as an agreement before he took another bite of his apple. He inhaled the apple by surprise as she spoke about people peeping at him, making him cough a little till the piece was out of his throat again, which thankfully happened fast. He took a sip from his waterbottle, exhaling deeply as he thought about it. “Well, that is nice to know,” he said in a strained voice as he was still recovering from almost choking. He wasnt really sure how to feel about it, but there wasnt much to be done about it now.
He thoughtful words made him pinch his lips shortly as he was trying to follow her train of thought. “Like an actual date or?” He asked as he looked at his apple, wondering if he should wait with finishing till she had explained or risk choking again if it was going to surprise him - Which he had a feeling she would. He wasnt a master in this tricking people to believe they were a thing, so he wasnt sure on what to do other than act like he was completely infatuated with her.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” he assured her with his voice less strained than before. When she had that devious smile on her lip at the mention of something graphic, Manu felt his cheeks warm up, being ever thankful for the coverage of his toned skin, making the blushing seem so subtle. He felt frozen in place as she got up, but he wasnt sure if it was cowardice or simply because his body was anticipating the contact. He could feel the slide of her dress, gulping as his hands found their way to her hips. Should he have moved away even if it would blow the cover? Probably, he thought before he felt her whisper against her lips, the subtle grind sending small jolts of electricity from his core to his brain, making him feel like he had been zapped but in a desirable way. His hands on her hips moved, one on her lower back to press her closer, while the other placed flat on the table as he leaned against her.
The yell pulled him back to reality as he opened his eyes just as Winona seperated her lips, his cheeks burning from the heat he felt inside. He hadnt heard a mosn like that before. His lip was quivering a little with surprise as his eyes didnt move from hers, his breath feeling as shaky as his lip. “Oh my god,” he whispered before she leaned in to kiss him again. He knew this was a bad idea, but he couldnt stop himself. He nodded at her request, panting a little as he tried to recollect his thoughts. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll be there,” he said a little breathless as he felt her kiss to then watch her run off.
He placed his hands against his cheeks, mumbling a few oh shit’s to himself before he got up to go to the bathroom, readjusting his pants when no one would notice. He eventually calmed down during classes, realizing that it most definitely wssnt a good idea to display their fake love in such an aggressive way. Manu had barely kissed girls before England, was he supposed to act like it was something as natural as breathing to him? He waited for her, leaning against the wall in front of the door he knew she would be behind. He was trying not to think of her, bouncing around, sweating. He sighed.

He felt the looks but his eyes were planted on her. He couldnt shake the feeling that ran over him earlier, but frankly it just made him feel a little weird more than something else. “Mamacita,” he greeted her, placing an arm around her, not minding much that she was a little sweaty. He leaned in to place a cute soft kiss again her lip before he listened to her suggestion. He nodded a few times like he was going to think about it, before he walked with her. He noticed her biting her indexfinger, grabbing her hand gently before he entangled their fingers. They got to the dorms and he still didnt know where her room even was, so he just followed her, having this soft smile on his lips as he just seemed quite content despite the thing that had riled him up in the middle of their lunchdate.
He chuckled at her words, waving a hand at her as she seemed rather concerned about him. “It’s fine, I actually had a pretty good time being your fake boyfriend,” he chuckled as he then stood for a bit with his sweet smile lingering on his lips. He sighed as his eyes quickly grazed her lips before he looked away for abit, to then look at his wristwatch. “So are you going to shower and prepare for our date?” He asked as he looked back at her with a charming smile.

He felt exposed as she let him know she had noticed his blushing. Her question made him feel a little flustered as he was stammering for his words. “Ummm... yeah, I have, a long time ago though, once or twice,” he said truthfully, shifting between her eyes. Sure he had been with his girlfriend back in America, but it had mostly been weird and awkward at first, as neither of them had felt quite ready. He noticed he was still holding her hand between his warm ones, swallowing as he for some reason didnt feel like letting go yet. It felt quite nice, innocent in a way, right? It didnt mean he harboured feelings, or something like that - Thats what he told himself.
He looked a bit surprised at the notion that she was going to show him what she looked like, sparing his imagination from it’s wondering. He held his breath as she took off her towel, closing his eyes for a moment as he prepared himself. He exhaled as he felt ready to look, opening his eyes to gasp silently at the sight. He had seen other girls naked, but it hadnt been a regular occurence. He looked carefully around her body, not sure how to really feel as he listened to her talk. He lifted his eyes to meet hers as he felt his breath tremble and halter a little. God she was beautiful, he couldnt deny it. “I do trust you,” he argued, narrowing his eyes a little as he looked at her. Hadnt she felt it?

He wasnt sure if her words were a relief or a thorn in his heart. But he had felt quite confused after the kiss, needing to hear where they stood. And now he knew, because she so conviniently yet so coldly cut it out for him to understand. He would just have to swallow the feelings he wasnt sure he had or hadnt, because she assured him it wouldnt work. He scratched his neck a little, feeling a little at a loss of words, despite thinking this was for the best, “Probably,” he said as he scratched the side of his neck, looking away as she got dressed.
The fake smile made him frown as she left, wondering if he should have just kept his mouth shut and been the cool guy she wanted him to be. He nodded as she said she was ready, leading the way as they got outside. He was thankful that the place wasnt too far away, so they could just walk there. The walk was a little long but not too long, in his opinion, “Why would you pick someone who’s just interested in hooking with you?” He asked a little carefully as he turned his eyes to look at her. He was geniunely interested as the relationships he had had was based on what he thought was love, or something else that made him feel giddy and soft.

Her reply made him raise his eyebrows, a little surprised at how she seemed so collected about her answer compared to how it was not usually something to be fine with. He nodded as he listened to her explain about her family. It was quite a sad story, or at least he thought it was, though it seemed like she thought her family’s bad luck was some sort of heriditary curse. He looked down, frowning a little at her words as he just seemed to listen. He felt that it was unfair that she was feeling this way, looking back at her to see a smile on her lips, not really understanding why she would smile at sad words. When she spoke of her choice in love, he felt a little hurt as he wasnt sure why she had picked him - But it was probably because he felt more conflicted than ever.
“Sorta. My mother lives here. Never knew my father, and my mother just left me at my abuela’s house in America to seemingly never look back. Well she waited 16 years to realize I still exsisted and that she finally wanted to play mother,” he said in a indifferent tone as he looked at her with a faint smile. His smile quickly faded as he swallowed hard, realizing it may have annoyed him more than he wanted to. He looked ahead again, frowning ever so slightly before he shook his head, “But my abuela has been there for me all my life. She even left her life behind in America to come here, make sure that my mother is doing her best,” he said, his faint smile creeping back as he looked down, the thought of what his grandmother had done for him made the smile more genuine. He knew that he had only become the good kid that he was because his grandmother had taken him in when no one else seemed to want to - And her loving nature had formed the blocks that were to be him. It was partly why he couldnt just have touched Winona, even if he wanted to, because he wasnt raised to be that kind of person.
He smiled brightly as they arrived, grabbing her hand to entangle their fingers as he looked at the place. It was an arcade which was filled with people their age or older, but it wasnt just people from the academy. “Alright, so you’re free to call me a dork all you want,” he assured her with a confident smile over his lips as he looked at her, “But I’m going to give you the night of your life,” he said, looking a little around as he couldnt help but chuckle a little at his own words. He wasnt sure if he was lying or not, only the evening would tell. He tilted his head at her, “Hungry?” He asked. It was always a good start to get something to eat.