Chasing Ronnie

- Ana Dolores De los Santos -

*Present Time*

I woke up the next morning with a sense of euphoria.

Ronnie called me beautiful!

" Melissa!"

I hopped out of my bed and went straight to my vanity. It was completely white with a nice mirror in the center. I kept my makeup, lotions and perfumes on top and had my jewelry and accessories in the small drawers on the sides. I looked through my collection of makeup and picked out my favorite mascara, eyeliner and tinted lip balm. I just started considering wearing makeup for special occasions. I was a little hesitant with buying eyeliner because the last time I wore it people thought I didn't get enough sleep. I then combed through my birds nest of dirty blonde hair and kept it in loose waves down my shoulders.

" Melissa!"

I skipped towards the bathroom where I washed my face and brushed my teeth, grabbed my phone and started playing "Do I wanna know" by Arctic Monkeys. I hummed to the tune because I couldn't sing and reached for my white polo uniform shirt and khaki skirt.

"dreamt about you nearly every night this week. How many secrets can you keep?"

I quickly slipped on my black vans and went back to my vanity.

"Do I wanna know?"

"I'm calling you Melissa!"

Grabbed my mascara and put on just one coat so they looked a little more natural.

"If this feeling flows both ways"

Took the eyeliner and braced for tears.

"Maybe I'm too busy being yours to fall for somebody new"

After the traumatic experience that was putting on eyeliner, I put on a nice pink colored lip balm that's a few shades darker than my natural lip color. Pinched my cheeks to add some color and sprayed on some peach scented perfume.

"Been wondering if your heart's still open and

If so I wanna know what time it shuts"

"Girl if you don't come down these stairs this instance!"

I grabbed my bag, phone, paused the song and checked the time.

6:40 a.m

I made my way down the stairs to be met with an annoyed looking mother.

"Good morning mother!" I kissed her on the cheek and grabbed the bottle of orange juice from the fridge. Nothing could taint my beautiful mood this morning. I closed the fridge to see my mother standing on the other side. I pat her cheek lovingly and went around her towards the cupboard.

"Melissa Ana Dolores De los Santos! Look at the sink!"

Ugh.

I hate when she calls me by my full name. I still kept a bright smile on my face and walked over to look into the sink.

There was only a dirty mug and a spoon.

"Quien tu crees que soy yo? Esclava tuya?" my mom looked at me as if I committed one of the seven deadly sins.

"It's just two dishes mami, don't get mad." I countered back. It was just two: the mug and spoon I used to eat my mint chocolate chip ice-cream in, last night.

"I do everything in this house! Wash the dishes, mop the floors, go to work, and cook you food..." She went ahead and washed the dishes while ranting in Spanish about me being lazy and not contributing.

I quickly drank my orange juice and tiptoed to put my dirty cup in the sink.

"Melissa!" my mom yelled. I took that as my cue to grab my bag and make a run to the door.

*Period 5*

After getting my tray of lunch, that consisted of a cold ham and cheese sandwich, tatter tots and an apple, I sat on my table and waited for Ronnie to arrive and sit beside me. We got fortunate this year and had the same lunch period.

Lunch is the best period of them all. Where we get to eat disgusting food, but also have time to do homework and talk with friends.

I started biting into my sandwich when I heard someone take the seat next to me. Did Ronnie get here earlier? I turned side ways to be met with light blue eyes.

Not Ronnie.

But a virus.

"Hey beautiful." He smirked at me, sat with his legs wide open and just stared at me with my sandwich half way towards my mouth.

I easily brushed him off and took a bite off my sandwich.

"I see you look extra gorgeous today. Was all that pampering for me?"

Ew.

I glanced sideways at him, "Oh why of course." Then I turned to give him a full view of my face. "I woke up extra early this morning to do my makeup and hair just for your pretty little eyes."

Obviously I was being sarcastic.

"Wow babe. Didn't know I had that effect on you. So can I pick you up at eight Friday night?" He wiggled his eyebrows.

Ugh. You pestering virus.

I rolled my eyes and scanned the cafeteria for another empty table, when suddenly I caught sight of a furious looking Ronnie. He caught my eye and just shook his head as he made his way out of the cafeteria.

Oh no. What happened?

"Look, all jokes aside. I really do-"

Miguel didn't get a chance to finish his sentence because I immediately grabbed my bag and rushed out of the cafeteria, after Ronnie.

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Translation:
"Quien tu crees que soy yo? Esclava tuya?" = "Who do you think I am? Your slave?"

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