Jimena llega de su internado, y vuelve a convivir con su viejo amigo, también novio de su hermana Lexy. Será que al final ellos si tendrán su final feliz?
Estuve pensando de lo que realmente es la Serie, solo de Jimena y Junior, pero sería muy aburrido si solo escribo todo lo qué pasa en la serie así que cambiaré un poco el contexto para que esto se centre más en ellos, con la historia de Jimena, Algunos crímenes de Chucky, pero también crímenes hechos por otra persona para culpar a los chicos y solo agregaré un personaje más, hasta aquí mi aviso JAHSJSJSJ.
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" - Te aferras tanto a creer en su idea, que hasta tu misma te tratas de convencer que nosotras matamos a esas personas. "
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" - Disculpe usted nos está interrogando porque cree que por estar en ese internado estamos locas, pero porque no les pregunta primero a nuestros padres la verdadera razón y después nos pide una disculpa por su equivocación?. "
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Playlist
J- Sweater Weather
And all I am is a man I want the world in my hands I hate the beach But I stand in California with my toes in the sand Use the sleeves of my sweater Let's have an adventure Head in the clouds but my gravity centered Touch my neck and I'll touch yours You in those little high waisted shorts, oh Oh, she knows what I think about And what I think about One love, two mouths One love, one house No shirt, no blouse Just us, you find out Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no 'Cause it's too cold For you here And now, so let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater And if I may just take your breath away I don't mind if there's not much to say Sometimes the silence guides a mind To move to a place so far away The goosebumps start to raise The minute that my left hand meets your waist And then I watch your face Put my finger on your tongue 'cause you love to taste, yeah These hearts adore, everyone the other beats hardest for Inside this place is warm Outside it starts to pour Coming down One love, two mouths One love, one house No shirt, no blouse Just us, you find out Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no, no, no 'Cause it's too cold For you here And now, so let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater 'Cause it's too cold For you here And now, so let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa 'Cause it's too cold For you here And now, so let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater It's too cold For you here And now, let me hold Both your hands in the holes of my sweater And it's too cold, it's too cold The hands of my sweater
G- Pumped Up Kicks
Robert's got a quick hand He'll look around the room, but won't tell you his plan He's got a rolled cigarette Hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kidYeah, he found a six shooter gun In his dad's closet, and with a box of fun things I don't even know what But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for youAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run, outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run faster than my bulletAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run, outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run faster than my bulletDaddy works a long day He be coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late And he's bringing me a surprise 'Cause dinner's in the kitchen, and it's packed in iceI've waited for a long time Yeah, the sleight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger I reason with my cigarette Then say, "Your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah"All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run, outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run faster than my bulletAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run, outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run faster than my bulletRun, run, run, run R-r-r-run, run, run R-r-r-run, run, run R-r-r-run, run, run Run, run, runAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run, outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run faster than my bulletAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run, outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run faster than my bulletAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run, outrun my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You better run, better run faster than my bullet
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