"Rebecca you goat!" I slammed my glass Jarritos bottle over her head. I guess I should explain. Rebecca and I have an interesting relationship.
"You're the goat, goat!" she replies as she smashes her Jarritos on my head. I plop down on the lunch table bench.
"Yeah, you're right.." I smile, "let's hug it out."
"I'm always one for a hug you little lamb, Maria." Rebecca wraps her bodybuilder arms around me almost crushing me.
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Kingfisher
Teen FictionIt's pretty awesome. Arctic Monkeys, vampires only on the weekend, a lot of farm yard animals, and a bottle of Jarritos every day. Maria, a super white girl in a ghetto city and her best friends Rebecca an extreme bodybuilder, and Willima, a...
