Chapter One

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Before the story starts I'd like to say that this idea spawned off of a small comment in a story called Horses Are Coolio - My Horis And I, a book by ducksarecoolio
Its an amazing book and I recommend it to everyone.
Also, I do have permission to write this story that is kinda the same. The author gave me permission. (Had to say it twice)
And one more thing: I'll try to post every day or at least every other day.
Okay, thanks for reading that! Enjoy the story!

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Bethany POV

I walk into the taco restaurant. It just opened today, in honor of Taco Tuesday.

I've never had a taco, so my friends dragged me out of the house in this horrible outfit. A Gucci shirt, pants, bag, Gucci slides, and a lot of Sephora makeup on my face. I usually sleep in this outfit. I feel so underdressed.

No, sleeping in makeup doesn't damage my skin. I'm a perfect Barbie doll.

"Beth! Hurry! You need to get this taco!" One of my friends, Sally, calls for me. She has two tacos in her hands. They look delicious.

I rush over to her and snatch it out of her hand. "I just snatched your weave!" I yell, then run off.

As soon as I'm in a place that's empty of people I feel safe to eat.

I take a bite out of the taco and gasp.

The flavors!

Hot and juicy meat, melted cheese, crispy lettuce, cold sour cream.

Everything explodes in my mouth.

I pass out.

I open my eyes and see my parents standing above me.

"Bethany! How dare you leave your friends!" My dad scolds me. It's for a good reason. He's rich and famous, so everyone wants to kidnap me with all my beauty and money.

"Now, now, Honey. She was just excited. Nothing happened, anyways." My mom's voice makes the tension in me wash away.

"What do you mean?! She passed out! How are we supposed to trust her while we're on our business trip?!"

Mom thinks for a moment, then her eyes light up. "Let's have Tort the Tortilla watch over her!"

I look at them. "Tort the Tortilla?"

They smile and say, "You'll see," at the same time.

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