Getting there

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6 Years have passed. Im now 19, waiting for my college responses. Angel joined The Mayans Motorcycle Club. He only comes when Ezekiel tells him to check up on me or just surprise visits. Ezekiel, still in jail. We would write letters about me applying to UCLA for college. My father started calling me Marisol again, he talks to my mother. Its sad. Im barely hanging on.

"You got mail." Angel said as he gave me a letter. I stood up from my chair as i saw the top corner, UCLA. "What?"

"Its UCLA." Angel got near me.

"Open it!" I tear open the letter and started to read.

"Dear Marisol Reyes, we're gladly to announce that you're accepted-" i screamed of happiness. Angel hugged me tight and spun me around.

"No fucking way!" My dad came in.

"Que paso?" I wiped my tears away.

"I got in papi." I showed him the letter. He hugged me.

"Im so proud of you." I was excited.

"I have to call Ezekiel!" I ran up the stairs and dialed the number of the prison. I did everything they asked and i was waiting.

"Hello?" I heard Ezekiel's voice.

"Ez?" I said.

"Marisol!" He laughed. "What happened?"

"We did it big brother." I cried. "I got in."

"Please dont tell me you're joking with me."

"Im not."

"Holy shit Marisol! You did it!" I smiled. "You fucking did it!"

"No Ez, we did it. We fucking did it." I couldn't stop smiling. Tears of happiness came in.

"You gonna be the greatest painter out in Cali!" He smiled. "I wish i was there to hug you."

"I wish to hermano." The line cut.

"If you wish to continue, please pay 4 dollars." The stupid robot said. I hung up. I got sad. Ez aint here to celebrate. I couldn't see him for a year since the police suspended my license and i got no way into the prison to visit.

"Roberto is here!" Angel yelled. I ran downstairs to see Angel blocking Roberto's way.  Angel gave him the ojo. Robert was about the same height of Angel, one thing Angel hated, hes older than me by 4 years, another thing Angel hated. Roberto saw my face.

"Shut up!" I nodded my head and gave each a hug. I closed the door behind me and we sat on the porch. "You got in!"

"I can be a artist." I laughed.

"We get to see each other more." He nudged. I rolled my eyes. I looked at his car saw someone in there. "Marisol wait."

"Seriously! You're such a dick." I walked out to his car and pulled out his side bitch. I dropped her to the ground. Angel and my father came out. "Hija de su puta madre!" I yelled out. I started to beat her up. I got up to see Roberto, i grabbed him by shirt and slapped him. "Its fucking over!" Angel pushed me back. Angel got angry.

"You piece of shit!" He raised his fist and Roberto and the girl got in his car and drove off. I stormed off into the house. "Give me the word, I'll get-"

"No need, he got what he deserved." I rinsed off the blood i had on my fist.

"Marisol-" my dad grabbed my arm. "You did what you had to do." I walked away. The sun started to set. I sat down on the porch again and smoked a cigarette. Angel came and sat next to me. He handed me a beer.

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