"... so did you hear Luis is coming to Chicago this weekend?" Arlene asked me as she came back in from the bathroom and plopped down on my bed. "Luis? Luis who?" I asked pushing my computer chair away from my desk and looking over at her. "Luis Coronel babosa, quien mas?" She replied.
"well shit my bad, it's not my fault you're not specific."
"Jailene we have to go see him!"
"Who's he coming with?"
"Julion Alvarez & Gerardo Ortiz!"
"I don't know Arlene, things get pretty crazy sometimes. And you know how strict my parents are."
"Jailene c'mon, it won't hurt to ask."
"But it'll hurt when they say no, so no."
"Suit yourself. Guess you don't really love Luis..."
I didn't love Luis ? Does this hoe wanna get slapped. Of course I love Luis! But being that I'm the child of Mexican parents, it's not always so easy to get what you want. As Arlene left that night, I walked into the living room where my mom & dad were watching a novela. "Hey guys can I ask you two a question..." I said as I leaned on the wall. "Que paso?" My mom asked. "Well, Luis Coronel is coming this weekend... and well I wanted to see if you gave me permission to go..." I said. The room went silent for a couple of minutes and then my dad spoke up. "No se Jailene, tu sabes lo peligroso que se pone. Pero aver que dice tu ama." I looked over at my mom quickly hoping and praying she said yes. "Mija I'm sorry, but you're dad has a point." I sighed. "So it's a no?" I asked. My mom nodded "y ya deja veer la novela." I walked upstairs in a complete walk of shame. I wasn't really heartbroken because that's just what it was around here. I walked into my room and sat down on my bed, pulling my laptop onto my lap. "Raza de Chicago, Nos vemos este Sabado 26 de Julio en el Allstate Arena!" I saw as I scrolled down my twitter feed. Then the fact that I wasn't gonna see him hit me harder than earlier. I pushed my laptop away, changed into my yoga pants and went to bed.
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