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006|the influence pt. 1
Selena

It was the next morning and Idalia was still asleep. I got out of the covers, trying not to wake her up. I went my way to the kitchen to make Idalia breakfast as a thanks for letting me stay at her apartment.

I opened the blue colored stove and got a pot. I then looked for all the ingredients in her wooden cupboards and started to make some pancakes.

I then finished making breakfast when I heard someone moving around the bedroom. Idalia came out of the room to the kitchen.

Idalia was wearing black jeans, a black tank top that complimented her curvy body with a beautiful light blue sweater on top.

"Morning Sel."

"Goodmorning." I said back and she walked towards the table. "You made breakfast? How nice, thank you." Idalia went up and hugged me

"No problem. It's a thanks for you letting me stay here."

"Oh it's nothing." Idalia sat down with a smile on her face and she started eating and I joined her.

We eventually got done. Idalia put the dishes in the dishwasher as I got my stuff, Idalia gave me her car keys and I went outside the apartment building and started her 1980 brown Mercury Bobcat, and I waited for Idalia.

I looked up at the reerview mirror and saw Idalia speed walking towards the car. Idalia opened the door and sat down, she tossed her black leather bag to the backseat and backed out of the parking spot.

"So what does Ab want you to record?"

"He wants us to sing Enamorada De Ti, and a few touch ups for other songs."

We rode in silence for a while until I thought of something.

"You know now I think about it I barely know anything about you. Can you tell me something interesting?" I looked towards Idalia with a sweet smile and pleading eyes.

"Uhh well I like to collect crystals, I think they're super cute" We had stopped at a red light and now she was curios to know about me.

"I like to collect Faberge eggs."

"Why'd you start collecting them?"

"My dad gave me one that my grandfather had gifted to him during the war." I put my hands up and demonstrated what the egg looked like "Its a white egg and in the middle it has a golden carousel." The light had turned green and she went on the highway.

"What about your childhood. What was it like?" Idalia started to bite her lip nervously.

"Do you want the long or short version?" Idalia turned to look at me.

"Tell me everything."

"Well I lived a normally until I was 9. My dad confessed to my mom that he had another family on the other side of the city. He said that he loved his other family more and that he was going to leave us for them." I had now grown a concerned look on my face and I turned towards Idalia as a sign to continue.

"After my dad left us we had a lot of financial problems. My mom worked two jobs but that wasn't enough, we had to give up our apartment and live with my grandma. My grandma supported us and took care of me up until she died about four years ago when I turned 15. Because I was at the age to get a job my mom told me to work at a Walmart, it was also a way for me to forget about my grandma's death. I worked there until I saw an ad to dance for a restaurant in the newspaper and I quit my job, and you know the rest."

"I'm so sorry that happened to you." I put my hand on her arm and caressed it with my thumb my eyes started to tear up

"What about your childhood?"

"Well my family was also very poor. We were on food stamps for most of my childhood. We had to live with my uncle for a while, until my dad got me my first gig when I was 9, and ever since then I've been working."

"Do you sometimes wish you could stop and just take a break for a while, and just enjoy it."

"Yeah but I'm afraid if I do then, we might go back to the way it was."

"Well hopefully one day you'll be able to enjoy all of your successes." We arrived at the studio. We went inside and the secretary greeted us.

"Hello Mrs, Quintanilla, your family is waiting for you in studio 3."

"Thanks Laurie." I gave her a quick smile we walked around until we found the booth

I opened the door and my brother Ab was sitting in his chair meanwhile my father was standing looking over his shoulder.

"Hey guys."

"Hello Mr. Quintanilla, hey Ab."

My father turned around, he couldn't believe what he was seeing and you could see it in his face that he was getting madder by the second.

"Selena what happened? What did you do with your hair?"

"I thought it would look good."

"What were you two thinking? Selena you know you have to perform tomorrow. Your changing your hair so much that your fans won't even recognize you."

"Dad! I like it like this." I started touching my hair feeling insecure.

"And you, you encouraged her by dying your hair too."

"No, Mr. Quintanilla Selena said that we should both dye our hair and I didn't see a problem with it."

"Fine, but Selena you know this isn't over." Dad stormed out of the studio and then it was just us three.

"You two want to start?" Ab sat down in the chair, he then looked back at me.

"I think it looks good, on both of you." Idalia smiled, I would admit I was a bit embarrassed of what my dad said and did, but only because Idalia was there.

We went into the booth and started to record. Ab was satisfied with what he had, so me and Idalia ended up going to the mall.

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AN: sorry for the 6 month wait but I feel like my interests have changed and I am less attached to the Selena fandom. But do not worry I still love Selena, and I have many more fanfics of her to come and I will try to finish this book.

Love, Naomi ❤

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