[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190825/132614cd007afe7b7bada3486c5492b9.png[/img] [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/f66db131f4837fda41daef86bf0b67c6/tumblr_inline_po24pyQh8h1w1p87g_400.gif[/img][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/c1f1caa753dde264faac93f04d7d4568/tumblr_inline_po24qrOZSd1w1p87g_1280.gif[/img] [img]https://www.cassiehoward.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/divider-cassie.png[/img][/center] [color=darkgray][indent][indent]Damn, it sure felt nice when things went well for a change. Ever since their talk at the party, it was very obvious that Santiago was trying his hardest to become a better… whatever he was to April. They’d spent the rest of the night and all day Sunday hanging out at her place, and he’d even felt cheerful enough to make breakfast for his beloved on Monday morning. Although he would never openly admit it to everyone, the Devil of Crown Heights definitely felt that what had happened over the weekend was necessary for things between he and April to move forward. There was definitely a positive change in the way they treated each other, and the young man hoped that this was the start of what could lead to a proper relationship between them. Their hardest attempt was the least their unborn child deserved. After his breakfast with April, Santiago went back home to get ready for the school day, and made it to King’s Academy in record time. Although the teachers of his missed classes were less than pleased with him, a quick explanation of his situation (along with April’s ultrasound photos of the last appointment) was enough to have them apologizing and offering support in any way possible. The rest of his morning classes went by as per usual, and before he knew it, lunchtime was here. When his eyes fell on the empty chair at their usual table, Diablo cursed under his breath. With the reconciliation between him and his baby mama happening during the weekend, he'd completely forgotten what an asshole he'd been to the one friend who'd stood by him through thick and thin. If anyone besides April deserved an apology for his dickish behavior, it was Max. Deciding he'd put it off long enough, Santiago began to search for Max around the school. He checked the gym and locker rooms to no success, but when he eventually found his blond-haired friend in the lacrosse field with the rest of the team, he stumbled on what looked like a heated argument between the captain and none other than Sawyer Lockwood. Diablo knew his friends well enough to tell when they were getting [i]seriously[/i] pissed off; and he could see the signs flash in front of him like headlights in the night. Max had that telling throb in the vein of his right temple, Sawyer's ears were red, and they both looked ready to throw hands. Before things could get physical, Santiago jumped in. [color=D11717]“Why don’t we all just take a breather and revisit the topic when cooler heads prevail?”[/color] he told his friends, cautiously standing between them and extending his arms to keep them apart.[/indent][/indent][/color]