Emilia's POV
Me and Elena were chilling in our room getting ready for the fair. Suddenly Abuelita comes in and takes Elena's yearbook off her desk and leaves straight out.
"Oh! Oh. Abuelita, give me back my yearbook!" Elena say chasing after her and I follow.
"Your quinces is around the corner, and we need to pick 2 boys to be your escorts." Abuelita says as she stops in the livingroom.
"There's no one in here. I just..." Elena says as she tries to take the book but Abuelita holds it tight.
"Then use your phone and Chapsmat somebody." Abuelita snaps back.
"You don't understand social media. Abuelita..." Elena says trying for the book again.
"No, no, no. Of course I do. All you have to do is find a boy and twɑt at him." Abuelita says incorrectly.
"I hope you mean "tweet"?" I say trying to correct her.
" "twɑt," "tweet." Same thing." Abuelita says dismissively.
"Not the same thing, Mami. Can you guys go fight somewhere else? I'm on hold with the VA." Mom says from her spot in the couch.
"Okay, but the girls have to pick an escort by today! Or we will not have enough time to prepare." Abuelita says.
But we wanna go to the street fair... and the quinces is two months away!" Elena tries to reason.
"Jajaja. Qué funny! We still have to pick the other 14 members of the court. We have to choreograph the dances. We have to pick the weakest dancers and put them in the back and put a curtain in front of them." Abuelita explains.
"Girls, pick by the end of the day, or your escort will be Cousin Orencio." Abuelita threatens.
"Cousin Orencio smells like a Dorito that died in a pool of Axe body spray." I say.
"And good luck getting him out of Tía Mimi's basement." Elena continues.
"I'll get him out of Tía Mimi's basement." Abuelita goes to grab the house phone mom is using.
"Hey, no, don't touch that phone! ¡Ay! Ay, ay, girls. Just take the yearbook and pick somebody"Mom says blocking grandma from touching the phone.
"Fine!" Elena grabs the book and we both go to our room to pick.
"This should be fun! Pick whoever you want. As long as he is a dancer, and he is Cuban, and he is handsome, and I'm coming in." Abuelita says following behind us.
For the next 5 minutes went on about why we should pick a Latino to be our escorts.
"Okay Abuelita. We will consider it. Can you please just give us a minute to look." I say trying to get her off our backs.
"Okay I'll leave. Dolce Nina, I'm putting you in charge of final cuts. Don't let her pick just anybody." Abuelita says to me as she walks out.
"Look, Josh is gonna be back in a few days. I was gonna ask him to hang. Want him to bring Daren. Make it a double date situation... get to know him a little?" I suggest.
"Yes! Then I can set my plan into motion." She says.
"Girls? When I get back, I'm going to call Cousin Orencio." Abuelita shouts from the livingroom. We both groan loud enough for our disapproval to be heard.
"Elena, Emilia, ven acá!Tad, give me five minutes. Okay. I need you to watch the phone while I run out. Remember..." mom calls us from the livingroom.
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The Days of Emilia
ChickLitEmilia Alvarez is the younger twin sister to Elena Alvarez. They are as close as twins can be. The two are opposites in some ways, but find common interest in other things as well. Sometimes living with a younger brother, mom, and Abulita can get a...
