Chapter One- Some people have no brain
My skirt was caught again. It was hard running away from an angry gang in show clothes. How do you tell a guy, who could probably kill you with his bare hands, that you’re not a toy to be played with, but a human being? I jumped onto a car and, just to show off, did a backhand flick. I got applause, oohs and ahs from people in the street but I didn’t want applause, I wanted people to stop the gang. Some people have no brain. Luckily, my best friend Luke called the police. As the police surrounded the gang I didn’t stop running but turned around and screamed at the top of my lungs the worst curse you can ever say in Spanish
“Vetie ala Meada!”
I ran straight in to Luke’s car.
“OUCH!”
“HA! Seriously! Sometimes you have no brain!”
“Who cares, just drive!” So he drove.
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