Hermosa (Beautiful)

Chapter 1

This story I came up with my own creative mind all the names as well. Please don't claim it as yours

Enjoy! Its edited by: Astrid_M

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Chapter One

Every day is the same. She'd get up, shower, get dressed, go downstairs to eat breakfast with her family and then walk to the bus stop. That's where the torture usually began. Fortunately, she had amazing friends who help ease the pain. Her best friend is Omar, she used to crush on him but she's tried to get over him these past months but she just can't. She knows how it goes, he loves her but not the way she loves him.

They grew up together which is how he's her best friend. Their moms' are friends and they met through a play date they planned that didn't exactly end well. Omar threw a toy at Ember, she ran out of the living room crying to tell on him and he got in trouble. But after that Omar and Ember became friends and soon after best friends. Ember was always big and he was always protective of her. He would never let anyone make fun of her but that did not stop them when he wasn't around. When she cried he was always there to comfort her and told her if she ever needed a shoulder to cry on he would always be there.

As they got older he changed, not in how he viewed her but he got taller. A lot taller, eventually standing at 6'3'' while she stayed at 5'3''. He's heartbreakingly attractive. Well built, six-pack and everything a girl looks for in a guy. He has dark blue eyes you can get lost in, dirty blond hair....

"Ember!!!" yelled Omar.

Startled, Ember jumped a few inches off the ground dropping all her books in the process. "Damn it, Omar was that really necessary?" Em asked angrily as she bent down to pick up the books. From the corner of her eye she saw him kneel next to her.

"Come on babe, you know you can't stay mad at me," he smirked. Ugh! How she hated his signature smirk. She always fell for it but not today, today she's going to make him pay and beg for forgiveness.

"Don't call me 'BABE' Omar!" Em stated with a straight face. "I didn't mean any harm babe but you seemed so lost in your own world that I couldn't help myself. Please forgive me Nena." Ugh now he's using his Puerto Rican accent, the one that makes her weak, her insides twist and turn and makes her heart melt. Oh how she hated this boy right now but, at the same time, she can't help but love him.

By now she was done picking up her stuff, "No. Bye Omarcito, see you in class okay?" He hated when she called him Omarcito. "Hey! What have I told you about that name!!!!" he shouted after her. "Love you too, Omarcito!" She yelled over her shoulder.

She walked to first period which was spanish, knowing the torture would soon begin. As she walked in she was stopped by Britney's comments, "Oh Sasha, look who it is!" Britney is head cheerleader so, of course, she was as thin as a twig and believed she could step over anyone.

"Why if it isn't Porkie," replied Sasha. Snorting whislt using her ring finger to make her nose like a pigs' nose.

"Well hello to you too," Em said to them as kindly as possible. People have always told her to kill your enemies with kindness, but sometimes she just wants to give up. She walked over and sat in her seat next to the window. Em had every class with Omar so she wasn't surprised when he walked through the door. He looked really pissed off and there are only two reasons why he would be mad, her for calling him Omarcito and walking off without him, or he heard what the girls said and is really upset he wasn't there to protect her.

By the death glare he gave the cheerleaders he was pissed off at them and she sighed in relief it wasn't her, letting go of yhe breathe she didn't know she was holding in. You'd think that after so many years of this he would give up on confronting these people but he doesn't. She, on the other hand, have been through this time and time again and learned to shield myself by not listening to what these people say.