best friends | alex alvarez

citizen lydia | e12 s2

alexis lunas pov

"hey, here's to your guys! tomorrow you will be american citizens! this is my last night with a bunch of foreigners at my table" penelope exclaimed, lifting her glass up from the table.

"yep, ready to renounce free health care, economic prosperity, and diplomatic respect for...oh god. maybe i didn't think this through." schneider said.

elena shook her head as i started laughing. "and tomorrow i will be as american as el pollo loco. salud" lydia said.

"salud!" we all said as we tapped our cups together.

"hey, hey, hey, hey. you can't drink. you have a test tomorrow" elena said, taking lydias cup away from her.

"ay, please. in cuba, we had the four r's. reading, writing, rithmetic and rum." lydia took her shot glass back, chugging down the rum.

"did she say writing?" i whispered to alex, making him furrow his eyebrows and nod slowly.

"plus, you only need to get 60% right to pass" schneider said.

"so basically , to become an american you have to prove you're a d-minus student."

"yep, it's the same requirement as it is to become president." i said, making everyone nod.

"want me to help you clean up?" schneider asked.

"nah, you're gonna be an american. let the latinos do it." we all got up, making alex and i follow elena to the living room.

"what's wrong?" alex asked, taking a seat next to elena.

"syd just sent me a text. it's the dancing girl, salmon sushi, and prayer hands." i sat down on the other side of elena.

"okay, don't panic"

"why would i panic? now i'm panicking"

"relax"

"when you get confusing emojis, you just need to send even more confusing emojis back until someone breaks." i said.

"you're in an intense game of emoji chicken" alex finished for me.

"so should i send syd a chicken?" elena asked, making alex get all sassy.

"girl, are you cray?" alex took elenas phone from her.

"okay, how about a ghost, a ski lift, and the swedish flag?" i stood up to stand next to alex.

"no the swiss flag!" i typed in the flag, making alex send the message.

"okay! got to familia, i'm gonna go with schneider" i said as i made my way to the door.

"bye!" everyone screamed.

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"Schneider i told you so many times to not wear that suit. you look very caucasian. i'm a hispanic woman walking around with you, i probably seem like i'm trying to be white" i said as i followed schnedier into the building.

he barged into the place, making all eyes go on us. i tried not to laugh as other looked at us and giggle at schnediers weird outfit.

"they didn't call my name yet did they?" schneider asked.

"what the hell are you wearing?" lydia asked.

"i told him not to wear it" i whispered, making my way towards the chair. elena scott over, leaving an available spot between her and alex.

"i'm trying to look more american. is it not working? i should have brought a gun" my eyes went wide.

"are you okay?" alex asked.

"no!" schneider let out. "last night, i was testing the pH of the water in my seahorse ranch and, as i looked at those vomiting little guys, i realized i suck at tests."

"it's weird seeing a fourth year old man cry," i said, causing elena and alex to laugh. ", and comforting him is not it"

"all tests, drug, sobriety, vision, IQ, smog. you name it, i fail it!" schnedier panicked.

"relax, probecito schnedier. look, look, look, you go in, they ask you a few questions, you come out. fricky-fracky," lydia clapped her hands. ", american!"

"see?" lydia pointed to a man coming out of a room, with handcuffs.

"oh my god! they're gonna send me to gitmo" schneider made me panic too.

"i'm officially gonna be an orphan!"

"hi folks, i'm looking for lydia margarita del carmen inclan maribona legtevidal de riera. ooh, thats fun" a man said.

"listen up people, because i'm only gonna say this once. first name is a little uh, smudged. uh something schnedier?"a lady said, with an attitude.

"you'll do great!" elena cheered him on.

"go get em" alex said.

"you're gonna do awesome" i joined along.

"he's screwed" elena said, making me and alex nod our heads.

"i'm gonna miss him" i said.

"i'm gonna take a nap" alex laid his head on my lap, putting his legs on elenas.

"ugh, i guess" elena said as she laid back on the chair and took her phone out.

i messed with alex hair for awhile, before i got bored and started messing with both elena and alex, making them get annoyed after a little while.

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i shot up from bed once i heard banging on my window, lifting my phone up, seeing it was 5 in the morning and i had about thirty missed calls from alex. i got up and ran to the window, quickly opening it to see alex and elena at the fire escape.

"alexis, we have to go. abuelitas in the hospital" alex said, his voice cracking mid sentence.

elena nodded her head as tears threatened to spill from her eyes. i nodded my head and quickly made my way to the restroom, brushing my teeth and putting my shoes on.

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translations
salud = cheers
probecito = poor thing