(A/N) So sorry for being gone. I wasn't sure how to continue, but now I have some ideas. Anyways on to the story.
A few days later...
I was hanging out with Cruz, Paco, and Miklo. It was the day before Cruz's award ceremony, which is what we were talking about.
"Wait so other people's art is gonna be there too?", Miklo asked still confused about what the event was.
"Yeah man there's gonna be different people getting awards too." Cruz responded.
I wasn't really paying attention. I was sitting on the couch in the living room trying to read my book. Paco was looking over my shoulder at my book as he sat next to me with his arm resting on the couch. Cruz was sitting on the floor in front of us looking at some photos he had asked me to take of his paintings and Miklo was sitting on a chair of to the side.
Paco and I haven't really gotten a chance to talk about what happened between us the other day. Knowing Paco, he probably thinks we don't need to talk about it at all, because that's how he is, a man of few words. But, I want to talk about what happened, specifically with him. Or really anyone so I could ask for advice on how not to make this shit between me and one of my best friends awkward. I would ask my BFF Karlita, but she's busy visiting her family in Mexico until next week. My other best friends are Cruz and Miklo, but it would be weird asking Miklo and I haven't been able to talk to Cruz without anyone else around since Miklo came back.
"So it's not an art show?", Miklo asks. I think he might be high.
"Dude Miklo are you lucid? It's not an art show it's an award ceremony honoring the work done by students in the area.", I say not looking up from my book.
Paco chuckles next to me, "Yeah what she said."
"Ohhhh ok cool. Cruz you're representing La Raza." Miklo smiles. Cruz smiles and nods.
"What Raza are you talking about Milkweed?" Paco questions jokingly.
I elbow him lightly and whisper, "Chill Aguilar that's not nice."
"Who said I was nice, ruca?" he whispers back in my ear. I ignore him.
"Eh whatever man I gotta go get my hair cut. Later." Miklo says rolling his eyes and standing up.
"See you later Miklo. Mama Dolores is making chile relleno for dinner so save some room for food vato." Cruz says still going through the photos.
"Later Miklo", I say.
Paco gets up and goes to the kitchen for something. Maybe I can finally ask Cruz for advice. I'm not even sure if I should. I mean Cruz gives good advice, but he's Paco's step brother and that's kind of weird. I don't know what to do. I close my book and put it down on the coffee table where Cruz has the photos spread out. I decide to ask for advice quickly.
"Hey Cruz?" I say quietly. He doesn't look up but he makes a "hmm" sound to let me know he's listening.
"Do you-" is all I get to say before Paco comes back into the living room drinking a Mexican coke. He sits down next to me and turns on the tv.
"What were you saying, Jessie?" Cruz asks looking up from the photos.
"Oh do you need me to take any more photos for your portfolio?" I reply quickly coming up with a different question.
"Oh yeah a few more if you don't mind, but first I have an idea." he says as his eyes light up.
"What kind of idea?" I question curiously.
"I want to paint you two." Cruz responds "Together."
"Us?!" Paco and I say in unison.
Cruz laughs, "Yup you two together as a couple."
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
OK
I'm gonna try and post another chapter tomorrow that involves the painting and advice and then in a few days another chapter about the the award ceremony and party. I'm not really how to go about writing the part where Paco joins the Marines so if you have ideas about what Jessie does after that then message me. Or if you have any ideas you can message me too, even if you just want to say hi. I have another story up if you want to check that out and I'm thinking about starting another one. Anyways, thanks for reading, especially if you made it this far. Bye!
YOU ARE READING
A Toda Madre O Un Desmadre (A Blood In Blood Out Fanfiction)
Fanfiction18 year old Isai a.k.a Jessie Sandoval has just graduated and is a Chicana artist living in East Los Angeles with her family. Her best friend Cruz and most of her other friends are part of a gang called Vatos Locos. She tries to stay out of trouble...