Jasmine Romero and her little twin brother, Pablo Romero, are siblings that are from Nicaragua and ran away from their home country. They wanted to start a new life far away from their hometown, but on the journey, everything takes a turn when they...
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Hurry, hurry, hurry! I gotta go, I gotta go! I heard shuffling on the bed and Leo sat up and looked at me getting ready. I put mascara on then my shoes. I wore a floral romper which was black and it had a long black skirt in the back.
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I felt Leo staring at me as I got ready. I turned to him and quickly looked away and blushed.
"W-What are you doing up?" Leo asked.
"I'm going to be a residente." I answered. I grabbed my shoes and strapped them to feet quickly as possible. I grabbed the watch Donnie made me strapped it on my wrist. Leo swung his legs over the edge of his bed and rubbed his eyes. "Yo listo." I said. I looked around a checked everything that I need. "Okay, bye." I said. I was about to grab the door handle but Leo grabbed my arm and pulled towards him.
"Okay, just calm down." Leo told me.
"Leo, voy a llegar tarde." I said. I'm gonna be late!
"Jasmine." Leo scolded. I sighed and slumped my shoulders. Leo chuckled and let go of my arm. "Go." Leo said with a smile. I jumped and hugged him.
"Thank you!" I squealed. I ran out of his room towards the exit. Pablo was standing there wearing a button down with dress pants.
"What took you so long?" Pablo started to complained.
"I woke Leo up." I simply said. Pablo shook his head as we started walked out of the lair.
"Bye, cutie!" Mikey waved. Pablo gave him a death stare and I slapped his arm.
I still don't know what cutie means, but Mikey calls me that all the time, so I don't mind. Pablo and I drove the Immigration center to become residents. I'm so excited. Pablo pulled onto the side and turned the car off. We got out of the car and we looked at the building. I grabbed Pablo's hand and we ran into the building. When we entered we saw a ton of people in nice clothes and many people. Asian, Hispanic, Arab, European, you name it. Everyone was here!
"Stay close." Pablo ordered. We walked to the front desk and there was a lady typing on her computer. She looked up but kept on typing.
"Name and where are you from?" She started.
"Pablo Eduardo Romero-Cortez, Villa Sandino, Nicaragua." Pablo answered. I stared at him as he spoke. I got this, I got this, I got this.
"And yours?" She turned to me. Name and where I am from.
"Jasmine Yolanda Romero-Cortez, Villa Sandino, Nicaragua." I copied Pablo. He gave me a thumbs up and I smiled.
