Chapter 1: Just Me

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"Well duh!" said Justin, "I hope you're not that stupid!"  We were having a conversation about whether it's okay for a guy to puberty at age 8. Weird topic huh?

My name is Anthony Hernandez. I'm about, mmm, 5'8. My two best friends are Justin Jimenez and Robert Lozano. Both are morons. I'm well a nerd. I kept straight A's all last year, 7th grade. School is starting in like two or three days. I don't really care. Every single school year is got damn boring.

" Isn't that weird?" asked Robert.

"Waaaa?" I answered. I had no idea of what the fuck they were talking about.

"Anthony, why do you always do that?" asked Justin.

"Do what?" I asked.

" You like zone out when ever we're talking," snapped Robert.

I swear, there are days when I feel like Robert is gay. I don't know why. He just poses like a girl.

"Anthony!" yelled Robert. Now he sounds like my mom.

"Boy you have some serious problems," said Robert.

"Look who's talking," said Justin.

"Exactly," I responded.

"Man why is it so fucking hot?!" asked Justin out of nowhere.

"That's what she said,' I answered.

"True, true," he answered.

At that moment we were going to my house. I don't know why but we were. All of us are super perverted. Well I have a sexy imagination. Justine stares at girls' buts to determine if they would look good twerking.

Justin is my height. He is smart, but when it comes to common sense he instantly becomes a dumbass. Like I said he is super perverted. Sometimes I wonder why I'm his friend. His hair is black, up to his chin and he has wild, bouncy curls. He is light skin toned with black eyes and a pink mouth. Me and Justin are always talking about how Mexican we are. It always bothers Robert.

Robert is white. He also has long hair up to his chin but his hair is blond. It flows very easily. He always talks about the importance about using a lot of conditioner. White people now days. just kidding. But seriously Robert looks gay. his face is so perfect, it's gross. Maybe he's a cross dresser. oh shit. He is smart, and takes every single offence so seriously it seems as if it's the end of the world. Robert wears wears tight shirts and super-super skinny jeans. GAAAAAAAY!!!!

"Alright later bro!" yelled Justin.

"Bye!" yelled Robert.

"Later," I shouted.

I walked up to my house then my little sister comes out.

"Anthony!" she yelled. "Hurry the crap up, I want you to watch my novella with me!"

Oh god. My little sister's name was Victoria. She had short hair that went up to her shoulders. I know most guys hate their little sisters, but I don't. When we were little she would play Pokémon with me and I would play dress up with her. Now days I watch novellas with her. Victoria isn't a normal 7 year old. She hates Dora, Go Diego Go, pretty much all kid shows and all I say is "Thank you Jesus!"

"Come on Anthony! It's gonna start!" said Victoria.

"Where are you guys going in such a rush?" asked a voice. that voice was my mom.

My mom's name is Elizabeth Hernandez. I was taller that her. She had brown, long, wavy hair and dark brown eyes. My mom was born in Mexico. She was an immigrant until she met an married my dad. Most kids now days say that their mom is lame but not mine. Justin's mom, for example, always acts like she's still cool or some shit. my mom says those kinds of people are morons. I agree. my mom's cool because she doesn't act weird when my friends come over. Like most moms.

I went into my sister's room. Her room is pink almost like a princess room. She also has a celebrity corner most of it, no wait all of it was One Direction. To most of my friends One Direction is pretty gay but, I'm a guy directioner. only my sister knows that. I heard a car pull up on our driveway. It was my dad.

My dad's name is William Hernandez. He's Mexican too but he was born in the US. He is really tall. My dad has tan skin and black hair and eyes. He is very quite and serious, but he is a good dad.

"Hi dad!"  I yelled from the window. He looked up and waved.

"Dad's here," I told Victoria.

" I know," she responded.

I looked at the television. This was the part when Lupita finds out that her husband had a lover, the hard way.

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