Hey again! Oh my God, so there are a few things I would like to point out. First off, the book I just now checked out called Cindy Ella is a lot like this story! Who knew! Like, the guy Malcolm says ‘oy’ sometimes... I made Katrina say oy because my friend used to say it non stop. And another thing is that in the book Speak, the bad guy that did wrong to the protagonist in the book is named Andy, just like the cat! I didn’t know IT’s name would be Andy! I swear! LOL. Well, enjoy this chapter, and I will have a few more of her past life to come until we get to Happy Tree Villa, Town, whatever. Oh yeah, I keep on switching the first person dialogue from active speech to passive speech. Sorry about that. Look on my profile to see what the characters and Flaky look like in this story! Peace bbe!

My Thoughts: Screwing Up My Life Never Seemed So Easy

After Katrina left me that afternoon, and pretty much drinking all of my orange juice, I had a lot to think about. Why does Andy like me? Things were already getting serious? Nothing has even happened yet! Why does Uncle Marcelo have to be such an asshole? Why do my parents admire him so much? Why is my mother and father so cheap that we use food stamps, coupons, and save orange juice because its “expensive”? And that wasn’t even half of the questions going through my brain.

I went on my computer that night and set my play list to all my Shakira songs. Her music really spoke to me. By the lyrics, it seems like a lot of men had cheated on her or something similar to that. I was currently listening to her amazing song, Underneath Your Clothes. Then I started thinking about Andy. How nice it would be for us to snuggle, cuddle, bask in each other’s presence, and then kiss passionately...Oh God. I had it bad. Usually mushy stuff made me gag, but thinking about Andy made my heart skip a beat. But I decided to just keep him off my mind and think about my other questions, instead. I couldn’t take this crush stuff right now, too much going on in my home life. Maybe at school tomorrow, he would just go along and not ask me out, getting the vibe that I wasn’t ready for a relationship. Yeah right. I logged off my computer and jumped in bed. I was so tired, I looked at the clock which read 11:49 p.m. Ugh. I wont have any energy to get up in the morning.

At school the next day, it was pretty fun, all Andy did was hug and talk to me. Like usual. Which was totally great for me, he did probably get hose vibes after all! It was 6th Period, P.E. We had free time on the track field since our idiot substitute forgot the directions for the day in our teacher’s office, which she had ‘lost’ the key to. She sat on the bench, frustrated that she couldn’t find the key any where. Poor idiot sub. She’s probably wandering if she will get paid or not now.

Andy approached me with a smug look on his face. He was up to something. “Okay, what did you do now?” I squinted my eyes and crossed my arms. He chuckled and pulled out the lost, or should I say STOLEN, key from his back pocket. I snatched it from him, “Hey genius, first off, its not smart to steal the key from a ‘teacher’. Second... don’t wave it around like a moron... we’ll both be expelled.” I handed it back to him.

“Fine... but guess what? Now we can hang out and I really need to talk to you, it is pretty important so...” he said, taking a hold of my hand and giving me an alluring smile. I blushed. I didn’t know what to do. So I did the one thing I do best: Act Before Thinking It Out.

“Uh, I just remembered... I gotta pee so bad! See you later!” I bursted out and like a retard, I scampered away. Pee?! Was I THAT dumb and desperate to get away? I didn’t dare to look back to see the expression on his face. I was really embarrassed, but then again, I wasn’t ready for him to ask me out yet. While scampering away, I tripped and fell on my face. A few kids started to laugh. Man, if I wasn’t embarrassed enough already, this happens to me. I bet I was redder than my natural red skin that day. I ran all the way to the bathroom, and lucky me was one of the meanest nastiest girls in the school, if not the nastiest. Vanessa the Aberzombie Chipmunk. Also the dumbest strawberry blonde ever. She made blondes look like geniuses. After slopping shiny lip gloss all over her oh so perfect lips, she looked up at me and eyed me up and down. Vanessa started to make a burning stare at my gym shorts. Suddenly, my gym shorts felt really big and non flattering to my body. Chicks like her have evil ways of making you feel like you are crap compared to them, you know? I just ignored her and went to the mirror beside her. Even though she made me feel like I was a freak, I wasn’t afraid of her or intimidated. Okay, maybe a little, but I could still take her.

“Nice shorts, chola girl. Doesn’t it seem like they are a little too big or is your butt really that huge?” she said while oh so perfectly re-applying her eyeliner with a nonchalant look on her face. Bitch!

“It’s gym clothes, what do you expect, dumb bitch?” I retorted, fixing my hair in the mirror. A rush of excitement came across me. I was actually talking back to the brainless queen of the school. She gawked at me. She looked pretty funny doing it, too. She got into a bitch pose.

“Never call me that again, whore!” She said. She looked up, then smirked at me,”Or should I say it in your own language so you can understand me. Pendejah.” Pendejah? She actually pronounced it without a silent j. She probably read it in a bathroom stall, too. This was too hilarious. I started laughing, “What?” she glared.

“Don’t you mean, pendeja?” I was cracking up. She looked around a little lost. Then she got back to her own bitch look again.

“Are you blind too? Pendeja. That’s exactly what I said.” She grinned feeling superior. Blind. Gah. This was sad. She was just a plain idiot.

“Deaf, Vanessa, deaf.” I corrected her with a smug look on my face. This was too great.

“Whatever.” She flipped her hair and turned around. I didn’t even mind not telling her she had toilet paper stuck to the bottom of her flip flop. 10 seconds went by and then I heard laughter outside the bathroom. There was a sound of flip flopping and Vanessa was back in the bathroom. Poor girl. Her face was red, and she was panting. Gasp! The queen has been humiliated! I happily go outside to see who she got crushed in front of. Gasp. Only nerds. I sigh as I head off to the track field. I think it’s best if I avoid Andy for now.

“Flakyero! Flakyero!” I heard Andy’s voice behind me. I turned around and headed back to the girls bathroom and started to walk faster. To my left I heard a car horn beep and I looked and saw Katrina in her hideous Chevrolet. Why was she out of school already? School didn’t get out 10 minutes til. I kept walking while still giving Katrina a confused look.

“Oy, Flaky!” Katrina called me, “I ditched the whole day with Maria, man!” The window in the back seat rolled down and Maria popped her head out of it. She waved while grinning widely.

“Flakyero!” Andy shouted. Dang, this boy was still chasing me! I quickened my pace as I still headed for the bathroom which was a few feet away with my head still fixated on Maria and Katrina. I was mad. The whole day could of been fun and they didn’t invite me. I was going to fuss at them.

“My God, you guys, why didn’t you take me–!” BAM!! I hit the door of the girls bathroom. Ouch. I fell to the ground holding my face in pain. That’s what I get for multitasking. The car stopped.

“Oh em gee!” Maria shouted and then started laughing. She obviously didn’t mean it.

“Oy, Flaky girl, that has to hurt...” Katrina stared as I was still on the ground with my hand rubbing my face as I groaned in agony. It hurt worse then it looked. I heard foot steps running towards me. Andy.

“Oh, dude, you totally wiped out there, you okay?” He put his hand on my arm and supported me as he helped me stand up. He brushed me off, “Listen...” I looked at him. He was looking deep at me. I gulped, “I know its early, but... you wanna go to a movie with me later today or something? I think it’ll make you feel better...” He smiled. I melted inside. I smiled back. Oh well, since saying no or ‘I have to think about it’ would be sort of rude at the moment, one movie date wouldn’t seem so horrible.

“Sure.” I replied. His eyes lit up. He grinned.

“Awesome! Cuz I’ve been trying to ask you out all week...”He said. He gave me a hug as the bell rang and I left to go to the dressing room and changed into my normal clothes. Katrina and Maria waited for me outside.

“How’s your cheek, chica?” Maria giggled as she stared at me smugly when I took a seat next to her in the back of the car. I shoved her with my shoulder and rolled my eyes.

“Shut up.” I snapped. Maria bursted out laughing. She mocked me the whole way back to my house, reminding me of how I hit the door oh so smoothly.

“Girl, you shoulda seen you!!” She laughed as she made her self smack into the seat in front of her,”Smack! Right into that door! Damn, puta, you had me laughin...”

“Oy, Maria, oy! Give the chick a break, her whole day probably sucked and then THAT happened to her!” I frowned as Katrina ‘defended’ me.

“Hey, my day didn’t suck! It just wasn’t that exciting...” I said.

“Sorry, haha, I just assumed...” Katrina muttered as we pulled into my driveway. I didn’t want them to come into my house today. I got out of the car and shut the door behind me. They started to undo their seat belts as the car shut off. I had to speak quickly before they got out.

“Uh, sorry guys, my mom is having another freak out and I don’t want you guys to be around for that so...” I stared at them for a while and Katrina started the car again. She smiled.

“Girl I understand, your momma can be a little bit out there sometimes...”Katrina knows me better than anyone and I don’t feel offended when she tells me things like this. I smiled, “See you later? Bye, my baby girl!” The car clumsily left my driveway, succeeded on hitting my loaded trash can and sped off with Maria’s voice saying ‘Woohoo!’. My friends were amazing. I headed towards the doorway of my house ready to expect something weird from my mom.

My mother has this new diet. Last night when she showing off her old wedding dress to my father and Uncle Marcelo, Uncle Marcelo made such a heart warming comment: “Hm. It looks a bit tight around your waist. You have surely gained some weight since the wedding, haven’t you? But, please, don’t take my comment as an offense.” She immediately started to be a spaz, and went on saying how she could of taken better care of herself. Uncle Marcelo smirked at this, loving how he could play with there emotions and minds. He had them whipped. “Flaky,” she got my attention, “We will be getting rid of all our milk, soda, orange juice, and anything that is fattening. We need to improve on our health! Try this, dear. It is very healthy and does good to your soul.” She had a cooked pot of sweet chamomile tea, and poured me a glass of it as well as herself one too. I sniffed it. It smelled like leaves and flowers, and other crap you would find walking through a forest, “Smell the AROMA... “ she took a big whiff of it then slowly drank it. I could tell she hated it. She squinted her eyes and her mouth puckered up. She forced a smile,“Oh, that is just wonderful... the taste, the feel, the AROMA...”There’s that word again. ARRROOOOMAAAAAAA. It sounds so formal. I took a gulp of it. I screeched. It had burn my tongue and throat. “Flaky, you’re not supposed to take it in that fast! Smooth, gentle sips will make you catch the feel of it... just so marvelous...” Oh, I could feel it alright. Burning the crap out of my insides. Yeah. Real pleasant.

In two hours, I would be on a date with Andy. At this moment I was feeling excitement, worry, fear, love, and fluttery at the bottom of my stomach. Mostly fear, though. All these emotions were making me feel woozy and kind of sick. No. I’m not going to get freaked out, I cannot have my first date ever be screwed by my spazzing! This is going to be the most awesome evening ever! And I am going to enjoy myself! And all this confidence and self pep talk is starting to make me feel a little special-ed!

Sorry for the wait! Nothing that major is happening yet but it will! Wow, I’ve gone through two cycles now, first my Pucca stage and now I’m on my ‘L Lawliet Lover’ stage! I can’t help it, he is just to fiiiiiiine. Heehee. I can’t believe I am still writing this even though I stopped my HTF obsessions lol. but thats cool. I’ll keep the story going for you guys. W00t.