A Chola Life

Chapter 1-Escaping

Sirens blazed in the distance, but gave up due to the difficulty of the job. The helicopters eventually also, declined their pursuit, sensing that the mission was over and a failure. We carry an heavy burden, not only the stolen tv, but the risk we took the moment we joined the gang life,

"Chula! ¿Que onda? (What's up?) You were staring again?!"

Pausing my thoughts, I made something up..

"No hay bronca, Sendea! (No problem!) Except for the fact, I told you to f***ing change your zapatos!"(shoes)

Whew!! Panic over.

"¡Chale b****!(Chill out) We lost da the cops, n you know me I don't go anywhere without ma Circas!"
Classic Guera..
Sendea is my main chola girl, we became close friends when she saved my life , after I was abandoned by my family, Sendea found me in suburbs.
Funny story, I was 6 , she was 10 and she always changes the ending to make herself look great. However, I know the original story, I took a wrong turn down an alley.
In which suddenly, I came faced with an rabid dog foaming at the mouth , covered in vaguer taco scraps and definitely appeared devilishly hungry. It charged at me like an demonic bull, I was so defenceless, as an kid that I didn't bother to run away. For I was so used to pain and heartache, that my automatic ability to escape was numbed.
Right before the rabid demon pounced,
flashbacks played out in my mind , and at the point I thought I died. Instead of deaths claw, sharp strikes blinded my vision, and the grisly wreck collapsed on my sweaty leg.
I wouldn't dare cast my eye on my leg , for I feared I would end up like my friends hamster , Ramón who's soft coat that that reminded me of my madre hair ,was cut out of my memory and instead replaced with an thick, vivid pool of blood which gave me and Rosalita nightmares for weeks .

Raspy breathing struggled to find the sweet, ironic breeze that both gave life and death, stumbled uncontrollably to the ground .
"Your a brave niña, why didn't you run?", said my mysterious hero.
I hesitated, but decided that they deserved gratitude rather then an rude bite.
"Where is there to run to?! I can't believe what happened! I am indented to your kindness " rambling on in my high pitched voice.
"No problem, ..oh you can open your eyes now haha. Say, I'm Sendea the Mexican ninja!"
"Wow! How did you do that?! I've not even got one scratch?" Realising that I probably turned into an bumbling nervous 6 year old , I just grinned amazed that I survived and beaming my respect to my new amiga.

After that day Sendea, offered to look after to me by anointing me a member of her gang. She explained that the dog that tried to attack me, had been cloned and secretly murdering people all over Mexico, because someone had been feeding the dogs with an serum as an act of revenge seeked out by the Mexican Mafia. Sendea is part of an gang, which are rivals to the Mexican Mafia. Sent to live in an orphanage , her adopted mother was actually the Leader of the Mexican wife, who is escaped him and is now undercover . Sendea was trained as an assassin so that she could protect herself from threats. She invited me to join , because she saw an hidden talent that needed to be crafted. Now it is our life , our job and our mission to protect the people of Mexico from this threat as the famous Chola Girls.