✞ 10 ✞ Beach

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I'm on my way to the Diaz house

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I'm on my way to the Diaz house. It's early, very early. I don't want to go to school. I knocked on the door and waited a few moments. Cesar should already be on his way to school, but I didn't want to see him anyway. I wanted to go to Oscar. The door opened.

There he was. Shirtless. Sweatpants. A chain with a cross.

He looked tired and annoyed, but when he recognized me and looked into my face his eyes brightened. He smiled at me. "Buenos dias, hermosa." he said and I smiled back. "Buenos dias." I repeated and he opened the door wide and let me in.

"Don't you have to be at school?" he teased me. He chuckled as he pulled on a shirt.

"Yeah. I'm skipping."

"I see." Oscar went through the living room.

I sat on a chair and he picked up his car keys. "Let's go." he said with a smile. "What? Where are we going?" I asked with a confused expression on my face. "You will see that soon enough." he smiled and we went to his red Impala. I sat in the passenger seat and he turned on the music and drove off. After a while, a song came up. Oh shit. I love this song.

I squeaked excitedly. "Can I turn that up louder?" I asked and Oscar just nodded his head, laughing. I turned up the volume and held my hand out the window. After a few seconds I couldn't help it. I had to sing along. I sing, "But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it... Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of... You better watch how you talkin' and where you walkin'... Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk."

Oscar looked over at me and said, "I didn't know that you heard such music. I love it" I laughed and kept singing. After a while he gave in. We sang together, "I'm a educated fool with money on my mind... Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye... I'm a loc'd out gangsta, set trippin' banger... And my homies is down so don't arouse my anger."

We laughed and soon got to a parking lot and he stopped. "We have arrived." he said and got out. I got out too and looked around. We were at the beach. He actually took me to the beach? Awww. The sun has just risen and the water looked beautiful.

"Waow it's beautiful here." I said to Oscar. "I know, let's walk a bit." he said and I nodded. We talked and talked. Mostly about our childhood and things that are important to us.

After a while we saw a bench and sat down

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After a while we saw a bench and sat down. "Hey, I just want to say that I really care about you. I don't want to rush things with you. I really like you." he said. I blushed. "I like you a lot too. I thought you were a big bad cholo at first, but apparently you're really cute." I said, slapping his shoulder playfully.

"Oh, you wanna fight?" said Oscar with an amused look on his face. "No." I said quickly, but by then it was too late. He picked me up bridal style and ran to the water.  He threw me in the water and I went under and swam back to the surface.

I gasped and stared at him, "Dude? Seriously?" The expression on his face changed, "Don't call me that." I had to laugh and ran through the water and I knocked him over so he fall in the water too.

When he came out of the water he wrapped his arms around me and we laughed. Then we suddenly became quiet and looked each other in the eyes. Waow, he had such wonderful hazel eyes. He leaned over to me and I also leaned forward so our lips met. His plump lips met mine and we made out. His strong arms wrapped around my waist and I put my hands around his neck. After a while we both backed away to catch our breath. We looked at each other and smiled.

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What a crazy day.

What a crazy day

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