“Finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up and he went completely out of his mind.”
Miguel de Cervantes’ greatest literary work is Don Quixote, which was originally written in Spanish. The book tells the story about this man who is a huge fan of chivalric tales, to the point where he actually becomes a knight himself, along with a little fat barber called Sancho Panza. They both ride these old horses, and while people think Don Quixote is out of his mind, he thinks he’s helping people when in fact, he’s only embarrassing himself.
For our Literature class Nina, a girl from our class named Serena and I have to build an argument defending Quixote’s acts. Since my parents would be out all day, I offered my house so we could work there. The task isn’t as horrendous as it sounds to me since I actually read and loved the entire book and so did Serena. Nina on the other side…
“My head hurts from the complexity of the words in this damn book.” She groaned.
Nina’s favorite books are the Teen Vogue magazines; of course she would have problems with this book. Ancient Spanish literature has this bunch of difficult words because people back then used to have a broader language than today.
Quixote was published in the early 1600’s and is full of metaphors, yet Nina expects this book to be easy to read.
“Let’s get a snack or something.” I mumbled, already tired of Quixote and his lame heroic acts. We went to my kitchen and prepared ourselves grilled cheese sandwiches.
“The mini pizzas at your dad’s event were epic.” Serena spoke, while taking a bite of her sandwich. “And the band…” She trailed off, smirking. “…let’s say their music isn’t the only hot they have got.”
“Yeah, they’re pretty good.” I said, chuckling at Nina’s face. She was ready to murder Serena if she said something about Michael.
“All of them are hot as an enchilada.” Serena chuckled.
“Yeah yeah, pretty hot, don’t you have a boyfriend or something?” Nina asked, and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at her.
“Ian and I actually broke up a few weeks ago. It just didn’t work out.” Serena shrugged.
“Is Audree okay?” I tried to change the subject. “You know, since she was literally about to pass out when they performed.” I stifled a laugh, remembering the scene.
“She’s obsessed with the blonde dude. What was his name?” She asked.
“Luke.” I flatly said.
Audree was that typical girl who wore tons of make-up to school and wore a bra tree sizes bigger than her actual size just to make her boobs look enormous and get the boys’ attention. I don’t enjoy judging someone by their looks…but Audree was a total slut.
“She even gave him her phone number!” Serena laughed, and so did I. Mine was a humorless laugh though. I knew Luke would be interested in her. He’s a guy, and since Luke enjoys messing around with girls I’m pretty sure he has called her already.
“Has he called her?” I asked Serena out of curiosity.
“He hasn’t. Audree is totally depressed over it.” Serena giggled.
Well, that’s surprising coming from Luke Hemmings. Audree, even with her huge boobs and caked make-up was actually appealing to the eye. If I were a guy who enjoys messing around with girls as much as Luke does then I would have called her as soon as I arrived home.
After our little chit-chat in the kitchen we went back to my room and finished our work. Nina ended up reading a summary of the book, but it helped her so it was alright. Serena and Nina left at around 11PM and as soon as they stepped out of my door, I went to take a shower.

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Allure | Luke Hemmings
Fanfiction"It's hard to resist a bad boy who's a good man." - Meet Alexandria Hawthorne. Gorgeous, kind-hearted, and humble. She's also daughter of one of New York's richiest families. Then there's Luke Hemmings. Reckless, one of the biggest man-whores you...