Your friend Mateo was horrid with directions. Today only proved it, he was currently walking around the school like a lost puppy until he saw you

“Aye! Ven aquí, Mami! Can you help me to Mr.Jones class, llego muy tarde.” he said running over to you. He held out his freshly printed schedule for you to look at. It seems like he got his classes switched again.

as you examined his schedule he rested his arms around your shoulders with his cheeks pressed against yours.