chapter eighteen

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"you guys missed it!" i yelled, as they all jumped. i see jamal pull up next to me, and i look at them rubbing their eyes. i rolled down the window as jamal did too.

"they didn't see the water" i said, and jamal laughed.

"theses kiddos were wide awake" he said, it was only 7:30 we would check in at 8, it was a beach HOUSE.

"we crossed the bridge of the port isabel" i said, and mike gave a confused face. i sighed.

"los fresnos is where we use to live...port isabel, is the beach. well not the beach a little small town-"

"not even small" ayla said, and i nodded my head

"it's a town, and we staying here, but we'll have to cross the bridge to go to los fresnos it's pretty cool, pretty cool" i said unbuckling my seatbelt.

"oh much more sense" he said stretching. i got out, and so did mikey.

"we gonna go see if we can check in" i said, and closed the door. we went inside, and did so.

"follow me!" i knocked on the window of the car. we went to the house, and it was beautiful.

"yooo"

i quickly unlocked it, and we went inside, it was so amazing. we went to the back, and opened the door, and saw the beach.

"south padre island, changed since the last time i was here" i said, and the guys nodded.

"i hadn't came here since you left, which was basically two or three years ago" everyone nodded.

"we gonna have to hit up my uncles store, because he probably misses us" i said, and they all gasped.

"check what time he closes" madison opened her phone.

"10:30pm" she said, and i looked at the time.

"imma get a tattoo!" i said, and they laughed.

"let's get unpacked, and then go to his shop. but keep in mind he mainly speaks spanish" lucas said, and i looked at mikey and tyler.

"ah yes" i said, and went to mikey. "he'll like you guys, i promise" we got the bags out, and mikey and i got the big room, with a nice view. we put up our clothes in the closet. we layed down in bed for a bit.

"you like it?" i asked looking at him, and a smiled appeared on his face quick. he nodded his head, "like it? i love it it is so beautiful! can we live here?" i laughed.

"maybe, but not right now" i smiled. we talked about it, and how we are gonna do while we are here, i planned on visiting my aunt who was basically my mother left me there all the time.

"yo aaliyah-" lucas looked up.

"nevermind" he said, and walked out. i looked at mikey with a confused face. "he's hasn't been talking lately, i don't get what his problem is?"

"yeah, when we we're younger he always picked on me, and would say ‘you’re ugly’ or like ‘your never gonna get your dream’ he then got all soft for me in sophomore year" i shrugged.

"you think he likes you?" mikey faked a gasped. i laughed, and cupped his cheek.

"i only like you, baby" i kissed him, and he wrapped his arms around my waist. "i know, just had to make sure your still mine"

he winked, and we walked out. we looked st everyone in the living room. mostly all alseep, and them trying to stay awake.

"you guys hungry?" i call out, and they immediately get up.

"fuck yeah, let's go" ayla said tripping a bit. we laughed, and headed to chik-fil-a.

"aye yo!" mike yelled ordering our food. he payed, and we got our food.

"chik-fil-a waffle fries are the fucking BEST" ayla yelled eating a fry.

"that's my friend" i made a comment, and we laughed.

"that's what's up" she said, and we headed back to the house.

"we have at least 45 minutes til your uncle shop closes" madison said, and we headed to the store instead.

we walked in. i quickly begin to yell. "yo tio!" i see him look up, and hugs me.

"it's been forever, mija" he said in his colo accent.

"i know" i smiled.

"quien es el weto? (who’s the white dude?)" i looked at mike smiling.

"el es mi novio (he’s my boyfriend)" i wrapped my arm around him.

"what's your name foo?" he asked, and walked closer to mikey.

"micheal" he said. he looked at me. i giggled. so did everyone else.

"i'm joking" he said, and he shook his hand.

"don't pee yourself mike" tyler said, and we started laughing hard core.

"tio i've been thinking of getting a tattoo, so dame uno? (give me one?)" i looked at him, and he nodded.

"si (yes)" he sat everything up, and i looked st small tattoo ideas.

"imma go with a simple broken heart tattoo" i looked at mikey's camera.

"awh why?" mikey said all sad.

"because why not? it's cute" i said, and flipped my waist, and he begin to do so.

"wow, look at my girlfriend being a stud" mikey said, and i giggled.

"does it not hurt?" he asked, and i nodded no.

"not really it's just like something cold touching your skin but a needle pocking you" i looked him, he grabbed my hand kissing it.

he finished, and he wrapped it. i looked at it, and loved it. "thanks tio" i said, and then p
handed him a twenty.

"keep the change" i smiled, and we left they bought some clothing saying ‘south parade island’.

"here" jamal gave me a marron tye die shirt, that said ‘los fresnos’, and ‘LF’ with an eagle across from it.

"thank you" i smiled. we headed back to the house this time for real.

"ahh, bed" i threw my body on top of it. i see mikey thinking about something hard core.

"what's up?" i asked, playing with his hair and watching him.

"i want a dog" he spits out, and i want a dog too.

"me too, we should get one" i smiled. he nodded his head "for sure,"

we talked about which dogs we'll like to have then ended up falling asleep talking them and which one we'll like to have.

chapter eighteen
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published date; september 8, 2019
published time; 1:11 pm
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