UNO
This morning, just like every other, I wake up with a groan. "Diez minutos más" i mutter. My five alarms have all gone off, and I of course have snoozed every single one.
"Elizabeth" my mother yells from downstairs. I once again groan, refusing to wake up. Suddenly I hear my mother's footsteps coming up the stairs.
Shit
Quickly, I scramble off the bed. But my clumsy ass gets tangled with the covers and falls of the bed. "No mames" I whisper. "Elizabeth" my mother yells as she bursts through the door.
"I'm up, I'm up" I tightly smile as I stand before her. In response she rolls her eyes, and mutters something about my lazy ass.
"Se te va ir el camión!" She scolds me with a frown, which only makes me roll my eyes. Even if the bus did leave me, I have pretty great friends who would give me a ride, and if they didn't I could definitely walk. The school is like ten minutes away anyways.
"Ahí voy" I say as I turn towards my closet.
"No me digas 'ahí voy' hazlo" She scoffs before leaving the door, ladies and gentlemen that is my mother.
After putting on my clothes and brushing my teeth it is apparent that I have over five minutes left. And she thought I wouldn't make it. Running down the sairs—and nearly tripping—I reach the door and yell out a goodbye before reaching the bus.
My brother, being the goodie two shoes he is, is already standing in front of the line ready to get on. "Did mom yell at you?" He snickers, and in respond I scowl.
Me and my brother have a relationship like any other, in books and movies you mostly read or see siblings that actually get along, when in reality that doesn't always happen. I mean come on we are siblings after all. I don't like my brother but I do love him, I won't lend him my charger but I would definitely give my life for him. I just hope he'd do the same.
"Te callas o te callo cabron" I glare at him, after hearing my answer his face pales as he looks away. The thing about us is that I've always been the one that barks and bites, while he on the other hand does neither. I'm the one that easily makes friends while he sits around playing video games.
The bus soon arrives and the door opens, everyone starts to climb not sparing the driver a glance. I roll my eyes,
so rude
. "Buenos días" I smile down at him, in response he smiles and says. "Good morning Lizzie"
I swiftly make my way to the back of the bus, drake attempts to talk to me once again but before he can mutter a word I pull out my air pods and ignore him.
They're not even charged
. But he doesn't know that, nor will he ever.
Here's the thing about drake, he's not a bad guy but he doesn't really understand the concept of a "no", and his friends are insufferable, they—just like him—believe they can easily get into my pants. I've made out with a couple, but that's as far as it's gone, because at the end of the day I have respect.
Why would I ever want to be with someone who makes fun of my people, just because they're white. I've put a stop to it before and I certainly will do so now. From time to time I've made it clear that if you do something racist towards anyone you're done, automaticity on my bad list. I believe that's why half of the school loves me, and the other half hates me. Nevertheless, I stay unbothered because they've got nothing on me, when I speak I speak facts, never lie, and if I catch my family's or friend's name on their mouth, I will gladly beat their ass.
By the time we arrive to school my best friend, Kally, is already waiting for me. Although, lately it feels like she's been waiting for my brother. I mean don't get me wrong I've always been supportive of their relationship, hell I'm the one that got them together, but lately it's been hard.
We used to hang out every day and now I watch them hang out, I used to tell her everything, and although it kills me to say it, I don't think I can trust her anymore.
Have I told her? No I haven't. Last time I tried to bring it up she ignored me for over a week until I apologized. Maybe I'm being paranoid, I don't know a lot of things, but I do know this. If they're happy, nothing else will matter.
Not even my own feelings
.
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"Your brother took me to see the conjuring 3 and let me tell you, he is such a baby" Kally squeals as I let out a laugh.
"Kally watch your mouth, we both know you are one too" I playfully nudge her.
"I know alright, I mean I seriously don't know who was protecting who!" She let's out a dimpled smile.
I smile, even if I had already heard about this at one in the morning the night of their date, the smile on her face makes it all worth it. That smile reminds me why I've pushed the things I want to talk to her about aside, why I've pushed my feelings aside. Because at the end of the day, her happiness is all I've ever wanted.
"I'm really glad y'all had fun" I say as I shut my locker before leaning against it. The words seem to be stuck, and as much as I want to get it out I can't. While she was on her date, I stood in my room—in the dark—staring at the wall. I felt numb, again.
"Ryder is kind of staring at you again" She whispers, I roll my eyes before looking his way.
"He's just mad I put his little girlfriend in her place" I scoff, last Friday she said somethings about their relationship, and I once again jumped in to defend them.
"What did she do" and there she goes.
"She was just being a racist bitch" there goes half the truth. "Was talking shit about somebody"
"Stop getting yourself into those situations, it's none of your business. It's their problem" Kally rolls her eyes.
If only she knew
.
"Sure, I'll try" we both know I won't, some people can't defend themselves. They haven't found their voice, but I have. And I sure as hell am not letting anyone bully people.
Ryder meets my gaze, in his eyes a lot of emotions displayed. First came the shock, then the pain, and finally the hatred, the disgust. He quickly looked away after throwing me a glare, but my gaze lingered.
I didn't care about what anyone said, yet his gaze always seemed to burn, his words hurt like no other ever had. Maybe it was because we were once friends, even if it only was for a week. I painfully looked away, and walked away with Kally by my side.
