Amethyst POV
I wake up with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. Papá said that today was the day we are moving to America. I'm excited but I'm still very nervous. Gotta take a shower and finish packing then right after school we're leaving. Papá told me that I could go to school today to say goodbye to all my friends. I gather up my pink Victoria secret panties and my white high necked cutoff top with my blue jean high-waisted shorts and Tribal tat forces and a black cardigan and head to the shower. After I'm done with the shower I decide to go ahead and go to school even though it doesn't start till 9:00 and it's 8:30 now. I'd like to have more time with my friends since I'll be leaving.
I head to my car and got to school getting there in 8 minutes. I never can make that trip longer. Though I'm never late to school. I meet up with my friends and we all pull out our cigs, grab one from each of our packs and pass it over to the next person then light them. That's our tradition. We always smoke before school. Bad tradition I know but it's what we do. I went through the the school day and at the end of it I said all my goodbyes and went to my car to go home. When I got to the house the moving truck was there and movers were packing stuff from the house to it. I hurried inside because I wanted to get my bag and my phone charger and earbuds.
On the Trip we only stopped 4 times, 2 times to pee and eat and 2 times to sleep the 5th time we stopped it was at our new house. Which wasn't huge or too small, it was just the right size for me and papá. It has 3 bedrooms; mine, papá's, and a guest bedroom. The living room had a bay window and a nook with a cushion. The kitchen was my favorite place in the entire house it had all Matte concrete slab counter tops, stainless steel appliances, and a walk in pantry and fridge already stuffed with food. I looked at papa and he gave me an 'I know' look.
"Isnt este fantástico chinita?" Papa asked me.(Isn't this fantastic sweety?)
"¡Sí papá! Estoy muy feliz de estar aquí en este nuevo país con todas las nuevas personas. Y papá mira esta cocina . ¡Es tan hermoso! ¡Gracias papá!" I said back. (Yes dad! I'm so happy to be here in this new country with all the new people. And dad look at this kitchen. It's so beautiful! Thank you daddy!)
"No hay problema , souafernanda" he said and patted my head. (No problem, babygirl.)
I smiled at Papá and went to go look at everything else the living room was nice and open and there were 2 bedrooms downstairs and the master was upstairs.
"Papá , que el dormitorio es el mío?" I asked. (Daddy, which bedroom is mine?)
"Es el amor el piso de arriba , que tiene un cuarto de baño y vestidor hasta allí para usted ." He said back. (It's the one upstairs sweetheart, you have a bathroom and walk in closet up there for you.)
I heard that and my eyes got really big and I ran to the living room where my dad was putting up the movies on the shelf thing and I gave him a huge hug.
"Oh, Dios mío , oh Dios mío !!! ¿Estás bromeando, verdad? Como si estuviera jugando con mi cabeza en este momento ¿verdad? Oh, wow papá gracias , gracias, gracias !!!!" I exclaimed while hugging him. (Oh my god, oh my god!!! You're kidding right? Like you're messing with my head right now right? Oh wow daddy thank you thank you thank you!!!!)
I'm so excited to have this upstairs all to myself. I go up there and the movers have already put all my stuff in my room and my bed is set up and it's a loft bed with a desk on the bottom and the rest of my room was set up except for my clothes and my little trinkets and so I put them up and omgosh did my room look so freaking cool.
Next day:
I have school today. I don't know how I feel about this place yet. The house is great. The people... I don't know about it.
I get in my car and drive to school. When I pull up I all I see are a bunch of Americans talking among themselves, aside from the usual latina and asian group.
"Oh, Dios mío, esta escuela está llena de americanos locos. Voy a perder la paciencia." I say to myself in the safety of my car. (Oh my god, this school is full of crazy Americans. I'm gonna lose my temper.)
"Sabes, es grosero hablar de la gente en general. Para hablar de ellos en otro idioma también ... Maldición." I hear someone say. (You know, it's rude to talk about people in general. To talk about them in another language as well..... Damn.)
I look to my left and see the most gorgeous girl I have ever seen in my life. Then I realize that I had rolled my window down on the way here and I am embarrassed. I look at her face and give her a confident smile to hide my shame.
"Mi mala miel, olvidé que rodé mi ventana hacia abajo. La próxima vez que esté hablando de mierda, me aseguraré de que la Sra. Goodie Two Shoes no esté cerca para escucharme. Pero maldita sea usted bastante el espectador, ¿no?" I look at her with my best 'go get her' smile and she blushes like crazy. (My bad honey, forgot I rolled my window down. Next time I'm talking shit i'll make sure Ms. Goodie Two Shoes isn't around to hear me. But damn you are quite the looker aren't you?)
"¿Hablas ingles?' She asks me. (Do you speak english?
"Yes hermosa, I do." I wink at her. She blushes hard and I finally get out of my car and stand to introduce myself. When I'm standing infront of her I see that she is about 7 or 8 inches shorter than I am, which puts her at about 5'1" seeing as i'm 5'9". She looks up t me and seems to be shifting uncomfortably. I'm gonna guess it's because I'm so close to her so I back up. "I'm Amethyst. What's your name, mi amor?"
"I-I-It's-s-s M-ma-mar-maria...." She stutters out finally. She's so cute when she stutters. Well, so far she's cute all the time.
"Well, Maria, can you show me to the front office so I can get my schedule? I'm new here and today is my first day." I smirk at her knowing that it would be rude of her to say no.
"Uhhhh... Y-yeah. Sure. F-follow me." I am starting to think I make her nervous. This can be good and bad. I follow her to the front office and she tells the lady that I need my schedule.
"Oooohhhhh, yes of course. You must beee..... Amethyst? Amethyst Cochella?"
"Si ma'am, that's my name." I say to the lady. She smiles and nods while going through some paperwork.
"Well since you are a senior this year you only have a few classes you actually need to attend so you can chose to go home after 4th block or you can chose to put in 3 electives for extra grade points. I look at Maria standing next to me and she looks hopeful so I tell her to make my last three match Maria's. I made up a lie about how she is the only person at the school that I know when the front desk lady asked why. "Well, Maria, since your first period is right next door to Amethyst's, why don't you show her there. and then during advisory next block you can show her the rest of her classes."
"Yes ma'm. C'mon Amethyst." Her sweet voice called. I followed her to my first block and tried to make some conversation. So how old are you Maria?"
"15." She responds and I'm a little shocked to hear that. Well that does explain her height.
"What grade are you in?"
"I'm a sophomore."
"I'm sorry if I am asking too many questions. Am I?" I ask her jus to make sure. I don't want to get on her nerves.
"No, you're okay. Here we are. This teacher's name is Mr. Linsk. He's is kind of a flirt so be careful I guess.
"Picardias, I will just let him know that I like girls, and that he doesn't have the right parts for me." At this she blushes. "Well, mi amor, I'll see you next block. Looking forward to that tour." I wink and she blushes.
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My Best Friend.
RomanceAmethyst is a bad ass. Latina. She smokes. She drinks. She's a freak in the sheets. Least, that's how she perceives herself in her new American high school. Then she meets Maria. Maria is the complete opposite. American. She's never drank. Never sm...