𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖍 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕱𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙

03- ~ 𝕸𝖎𝖌𝖚𝖊𝖑 𝕯𝖎𝖆𝖟 ~

That night, I was working at the Reseda Flats Mini Mart, when my dad came by to pick me up from work, like always. My boss always lets us take something to eat, tho my dad has to pay for it.

I wasn't really hungry, so I didn't get anything, as my dad stood leaning against the counter, looking stressed out as he eyed the pizza. Pointing to one of the pieces in the heat box (that's what the author is calling that bc she doesn't know what else to call it.) as he said"That one." My boss opened the heat box and grabbed the piece with his bare hands.

The ding of the door opening grabbed my attention, as I noticed Miguel walk in "Aren't you gonna wear gloves?" Dad asked my boss, bringing my attention back to the two men next to and in front of me.

Miguel walked by and started talking to my boss in Spanish I'm guessing asking something about Pepto-Bismol, as he said that in the sentence. My boss pointed somewhere as dad asked "Can you put that on a plate?" To my boss, as he reached over to grab my dad a plate.

Miguel now stood next to my dad as we waited for my boss to find a plate. Miguel decided to make conversation, as he gestured to the Pepto-Bismol "My grandma's not feeling well." I gave Miguel a sympathetic look and was about to say something, only for my dad to say"Didn't ask." In response, as he turned towards my boss "Come on, Whats Spanish for 'Just give me my damn slice' ?" My boss stood back up and said something in Spanish to Miguel.

A phrase I heard often enough by him to know what it means. He then went on to say something else that I didn't understand, as he laughed a bit and Miguel smiled while holding back a laugh, glancing over at my dad, but quickly looking away.

"What'd you just say?"

My dad asked. Daring the man in front of him to say it to his face. Asking Miguel now"What'd he say?" Miguel was quick to counter with"You don't wanna know." I stayed quiet, not wanting to get in the middle of this, as my dad responded to Miguel "I know it's something bad. Just tell me." As my boss now started cashing my dad out Miguel told my dad.

"Uh, he said you have a tiny..."

He gestured to my dad's lower area as I already know where this was going. I rolled my eyes in annoyance as dad looked at my boss "He said I have a tiny wang?" He stared down my boss as he continued "Tell him he has a tiny wang" my boss was quick to speak up.

"I speak English asshole."

"Oh really?"

My dad threw a balled up five dollar bill at him, snatching the pizza out of his hand, and walked out of the store, with me trailing close behind. Once we walked out I noticed the hip hop music playing and the Jeep parked in front of the store.

'Oh, you've gotta be shitting me.'

Kyler and his friends were quick to hop out of the Jeep "Yo, Brucks, get the light beer this time. Gotta cut weight for the meet." Brucks slapped Kyler's ass while saying "Hundo P, Son!" I pulled my sweatshirt hood up, not wanting to get spot by them as I trailed next to my dad, head hung low as they passed us.

Thankfully, they didn't notice me, as they walked passed us, into the store. "Man, we should get some condoms" one of the boys said, trailing behind Brucks and Kyler as another blew smoke into my dad's face.

He sat down on the curb that was around the plants as I followed, sitting down next to him as he took a bite out of his pizza. "I thought I taught you about people skills already?" My dad chuckled a bit as he nudged me a bit "Says the girl who kicked a kids ass just for coming near you" dad took a bite out of his pizza as I laughed while saying "Hey, I'm getting there, okay? I'm learning to be a nicer person." The two of us laughed a bit.