The Plan

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I laid awake in bed until around 2 in the morning. It just wasn't fair. The next morning I woke up and walked downstairs to get some breakfast.

"Buenas buenas mi reyna." My mom said as she pulled out some orange juice.

"Y que tienen de buenas?" I replied in an annoyed tone.

"Jailene, a mi me vas a respetar porque soy tu madre! Eh! Asi que me le vajas a tu pedo. Y tenia planeado dejarte ir a veer a ese mocoso que hace que hasta se te caigan los calzones pero olvidate, con esa actitud no."

Way to piss me off more. I walked back upstairs with steam coming out of my ears. "No es justo... como quisiera poder ir a ver a mi baby @luiscoronelmusic el proximo fin de semana." I tweeted while laying down on my bed listening to escapate. Suddenly something popped into my mind. Escapate, escapate, escapate. I dialed up Arlene's number and told her my plan.

"I'm with it, but if your parents find out its on you. No me vayas a meter in problemas." She said.

"I promise they won't find out Arl's."

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