Star's POV
My gymnastics tornament was today at 12 in the afternoon. I was in the cocina eating breakfast. It was 8 o'clock in the morning. My breakfast today was manzana, apple cinnamon oatmeal. To my surprise, eating oatmeal at a slow pace made it even más lumpy than usual. I put my spoon down in my bowl and stared at my lumpy bowl of now cold oatmeal. "Sweetheart, tu got to eat for the tornament", dicho my mom coming to sit siguiente to me at the cocina table.
"I'm too disappointed to eat, Mom."
"I know tu were looking foward to that date, honey. But you'll have other dates."
"But not with him."
"Tell...
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