It´s Wednesday July 13 and nicotine burns my eyes. I am at a party at some rich person`s house and have just giving 30 hand shakes and 30 kisses.... A guy that I don`t know walks up to me and hands me a sprite. It has a bitter taste.... Vodka, I presume. I hand the toxic drink to the person behind me. Let somebody else get plastered, I`m done being curious... I get up to search for a potable drink. There is a jar full of orange juice and another full of coke, Vodka and Ron. I open a cooler full of beers and I fill my cup with melted ice. I look up. My eyes burn, too much nicotine.



"Adios"-Me
"Adios"-Her
Left Right Left Left Right Right!!! I say RIGHT God dammit!...... We miss. I`m at the mall and I just kissed a girl on the lips. It´s a goodbye gone wrong. Both of us blush as we simultaneously look around to make sure only we saw the accident. Good, nobody saw anything. "Disculpame," we say to each other and head our separate ways. On the way back my cousin inquires,"porque la besaste en la boca (why did you kiss her on the mouth)"...Shit.



One of my cousins friends is a gangster. He called us yesterday saying that he needed a couple of guys. In less that an hour I find myself outside a school. We are waiting for an eighth grader to come out and fight another eighth grader. My cousin, his friends, and I are just there to make sure nobody else gets involved. Apparently somebodies girlfriends got "stolen". ...Why not let the girl choose, doesn´t she have a say in all of this?!? This is bullshit and I let them know it.

"¿Estas buscando problemas? (are you looking for problems?)," a guy asks me rudely.
I stand up to show him my mechanical advantage.

"Ya te dije lo que pienso (I told you what I think.)," I say to him. He puts both arms behind his back and holds on arm with the other. Verbally his voice doesn't waiver but non verbally he is cowering. Knowing that he is afraid of me I back down. As far as I`m concerned this fight is stupid but I can`t leave because my cousin and I are waiting for Cathrine to get out of school so we can take her home.

The school bell rings and Cathrine emerges. The girl is a rebel she is the only person that isn't wearing a uniform. "Que estan haciendo esta mara," she asks. Before I can say anything one of the crew members tells her the story as if it was some kinda romantic plight. "¡Que pendejada mas illogica! ¿Porque not dejan que la niña escoja? (What a fucking illogical thing to do! Why don`t you let the girl choose?"

I laugh out loud. She shares the same exact beliefs as me. The only difference is that she is a female and when she says them nobody can say anything back.

Almost instantaneously, that gang changes their opinion. The look even stupider by blaming their actions on the person next to them. They apologize to her and walk away with their pride at their feet.

On the way back techno music fills the air. Its droning pulse puts everyone to sleep. Nobody is talking. More importantly, Cathrine is not talking. When she speaks I melt like frosty the snowman in hell. Her voice is no less that perfect. Its low, a bit raspy, and analytical. Some might call it sexy but to me, its divine. I mean, her voice makes Jenifer Love`s voices seem like a broken violin.



I love to feel calm
something that calms me is coffee
I love coffee



Harry Potter Personality Quiz by Pirate Monkeys Inc.