Today, I went to Jean Coutu(like a pharmacy place) with my little step-sister, Nikita to buy toothpaste. When we were on the bus about to get off, we saw a guy we don't like: Matteo. I'm not sure if that's how you spell his name, but who cares?
I don't really like him. He is incapable of saying something nice to people. Once, at the beginning of summer last year, I was just meeting him. He asked, "What grade are you in?"
I said, "Going to ten in September. You?" I asked just to be polite.
He told me some grade I can't remember.
Then, he looked at my boobs and said, "You don't look like you're going to grade ten."
That really pissed me off. Yes, I have small boobs, but that's because I'm really, really, skinny and tall. I'm a size one in pants. If I have huge boobs while being really skinny, I'd look really weird. Like I'm tipping over or something. He's said other rude things that I shall not say. -.-'
Anyways, Matteo was with two other guys and I think one of them was smoking. As soon as Nikita and I got off the bus, we speed walked past the guys. I heard Matteo shouting, "Yo! Yo! YO!" But, we ignored him and hurried off.
I heard one of his friends ask, "Vous les connaissez?" (You know them?)
But, I didn't hear his response because I was already too far away.