Forget You

Spain

***Guess who forgot to update on Monday??? *jazz hands*

I forgot about this chapter and google translate sucks, so I cannot be assured that this is all correct. (I had been trying to learn Spanish at the time I wrote this) heyo here comes embarrassment (this is probably another chapter that I would eliminate or do some heavy editing on)***

Spain was a nice place and my only problem was learning the language.

Growing up and when I was learning to speak, my mom had known Spanish and wanted me to know Spanish so she taught me how to speak it as I was learning how to talk so I knew some things, though not much. So this was also a fun learning experience for me.

I was not happy to find out that there was a gang in Spain in Madrid where I lived, and they liked to pick up random girls on the streets. So I got myself a knife and kept it with me at all times.

Of course I lived near the water and got a job as a lifeguard on a beach near my home. I definitely like this job better than the bar. Not as many gross people checking me out.

But I was still on guard and alert, always watching and checking to make sure that no one I knew showed up. But it was because of that constant watch-out that someone from the Madrid gang thought I was suspicious.

I was walking home from work when someone suddenly grabbed me and dragged me into an alley and pinned me against the wall.

"A quién estás buscando?" He demanded.

"Inglès por favor," I told him. "Mi español no es bien."

"Te he visto caminar, siempre mirando hacia fuera para alguien, o buscando a alguien. ¿Quién?"

"No comprendo. Inglès."

"Who are you looking for?"

"No one of your concern. Nadie."

"It is my concern. Tù estàs en mi cuidad ahora. Respóndeme."

"Nadie de España."

"Entonces ¿por qué estás siempre mirando para ellos?"

"Inglès."

"Why are you watching for them if they aren't here?"

"Porque quieren me."

"¿Por què?"

"No sè."

"How do I know that you're not lying and that you are really a spy and are watching us?"

"Because why would anyone send una chica para hacer el trabajo de un hombre?"

"Because chicas are never suspected."

"And what makes you think that I am a threat to you?"

"Not any average person carries on of these around with them." He pulled the knife out of my back pocket.

"I knew about the gang and wanted to keep myself safe."

"But this is a nice knife, not one that any other person would carry."

"I know what I'm doing."

"Because of knowledge from gang life?"

"I never said that. Plus, no one would have a girl in their gang."

"I didn't know how they play it in Britain."

"I'm from America."

"Lo siento, I thought I heard a British accent. But I still don't know how they work in America."