To punish me for being late, I was not allowed to go to school; instead, I was going to stay inicial and do every little thing that popped into my family's head. But-I didn't know it yet-today was speical. When my family was finally gone, Owen, Tyler, and Izzy came over.
"Hey, Al. Your family make tu stay inicial again?" My fat friend asked. I nodded unemotionally, and sat on the couch. "Sheesh, you're like their maid.." Tyler sat siguiente to me.
"It's like they all hate you."
"Oh, isn't it obvious, Tyler? As if I don't have anything else to go through in school, I have to come inicial and deal with my stinkin' family!"
"Things will get better for you."
"No, it won't," I stood up and held a picture of my dad tightly. My friends knew when I did that, I was sad beyond beilef. "Ever since TDWT, and my dad passed on, everything has gone completley downhill! My family hates me, my classmates hate me...everyone hates me!" I started to cry.
I felt my friends' hands on my back and shoulder.
Whilst I cried, the doorbell rang. Owen walked over to open it (usually I was in charge of answering the door, but I was a crying mess.)
but Carlos rushed downstairs and said, "Allow me to open it. tu just go and comfort my brother."
Owen gave a look of confusion, then shrugged.
"Can I help you?" My brother asked.
"Is there an Alejandro Burromuerto here?" Asked the mailman. When Carlos dicho yes, he smiled. "Give him this."
He held out an invitation (at least it looked like an invitation.).
"Thank you."
The mailman left, and Carlos walked over to our posse, his face in a mixture of surprise and happiness. "You've been invited to a party." He dicho to me, and gave me the invitation.
I wiped my eyes to see the text. You, {insert name here} have been invited to Heather Thorn's 19th birthday party at Dave & Busters Saturday night. Please do not be late and make sure tu have a ride with you.
Tyler grinned, holding up his invitation. "I got invited too!"
Izzy smiled even more. "So did I!"
"Something happened last year, so I'm no longer allowed at her parties..." Owen looked down embarassedly.
I was too busy staring at the paper in shock. I hadn't been invited to a party since I was six.
I just hope my family lets me go...
...Who am I kidding?
"Por favor, abuelo, just let me take care of the chores for one night." Begged Carlos.
My grandfather looked confused, and Jose and Mitzi snapped, "Why can't Alejandro do it??"
"Because he's been invited to a party!"
An arguement ensued between my family, save for my grandfather. I think he was trying to get his brain to comprehend the news he just got.
After intensive screaming of the words 'please', 'Alejandro' and 'loser'...
"Bellas. Pero si es tarde, voy a pegarle fideos."
He finally said.
Yes? He dicho YES?! I could have jumped for joy if I wasn't in the house.
So I walked outside.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!!" I started jumping around and cheering like I had just won the Grammys. Then, I went inside to tell my friends.
"HESAIDYESABUELOSAIDYES!!" I screamed into the phone.
"Aww, he's happy." I heard Carlos said.
"Blech." Jose grumbled.
"Hey, Al. Your family make tu stay inicial again?" My fat friend asked. I nodded unemotionally, and sat on the couch. "Sheesh, you're like their maid.." Tyler sat siguiente to me.
"It's like they all hate you."
"Oh, isn't it obvious, Tyler? As if I don't have anything else to go through in school, I have to come inicial and deal with my stinkin' family!"
"Things will get better for you."
"No, it won't," I stood up and held a picture of my dad tightly. My friends knew when I did that, I was sad beyond beilef. "Ever since TDWT, and my dad passed on, everything has gone completley downhill! My family hates me, my classmates hate me...everyone hates me!" I started to cry.
I felt my friends' hands on my back and shoulder.
Whilst I cried, the doorbell rang. Owen walked over to open it (usually I was in charge of answering the door, but I was a crying mess.)
but Carlos rushed downstairs and said, "Allow me to open it. tu just go and comfort my brother."
Owen gave a look of confusion, then shrugged.
"Can I help you?" My brother asked.
"Is there an Alejandro Burromuerto here?" Asked the mailman. When Carlos dicho yes, he smiled. "Give him this."
He held out an invitation (at least it looked like an invitation.).
"Thank you."
The mailman left, and Carlos walked over to our posse, his face in a mixture of surprise and happiness. "You've been invited to a party." He dicho to me, and gave me the invitation.
I wiped my eyes to see the text. You, {insert name here} have been invited to Heather Thorn's 19th birthday party at Dave & Busters Saturday night. Please do not be late and make sure tu have a ride with you.
Tyler grinned, holding up his invitation. "I got invited too!"
Izzy smiled even more. "So did I!"
"Something happened last year, so I'm no longer allowed at her parties..." Owen looked down embarassedly.
I was too busy staring at the paper in shock. I hadn't been invited to a party since I was six.
I just hope my family lets me go...
...Who am I kidding?
"Por favor, abuelo, just let me take care of the chores for one night." Begged Carlos.
My grandfather looked confused, and Jose and Mitzi snapped, "Why can't Alejandro do it??"
"Because he's been invited to a party!"
An arguement ensued between my family, save for my grandfather. I think he was trying to get his brain to comprehend the news he just got.
After intensive screaming of the words 'please', 'Alejandro' and 'loser'...
"Bellas. Pero si es tarde, voy a pegarle fideos."
He finally said.
Yes? He dicho YES?! I could have jumped for joy if I wasn't in the house.
So I walked outside.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!!" I started jumping around and cheering like I had just won the Grammys. Then, I went inside to tell my friends.
"HESAIDYESABUELOSAIDYES!!" I screamed into the phone.
"Aww, he's happy." I heard Carlos said.
"Blech." Jose grumbled.
ok,heres how it works.You have to make Alejandro fan art.It can be just him,or in group,or with someone,whatever,he has to be in it,though.
The dead-line is April 30th (2010,of course)
Rules:
it has to be art por YOU!You cannot take art and say tu made it.
tu cannot enter it after the 30th,that is the last day.
It has to be drawn.It cant be a screencap pasted onto a background.it must be drawn on the computer,or por hand.
positing:when picture is done,you have to post it here.you put the title,then say. "fangril99's contest entry."
voting:you cannot voted for yourself.it has to be someone else
i will send tu an e-mail (on fanpop) of all the contestant's (besides yourself's) entry's after all the entry's are posted.Then,you reply to me who tu vote for.you can vote 1 time.
Then,whoever gets the most votes,wins.
The dead-line is April 30th (2010,of course)
Rules:
it has to be art por YOU!You cannot take art and say tu made it.
tu cannot enter it after the 30th,that is the last day.
It has to be drawn.It cant be a screencap pasted onto a background.it must be drawn on the computer,or por hand.
positing:when picture is done,you have to post it here.you put the title,then say. "fangril99's contest entry."
voting:you cannot voted for yourself.it has to be someone else
i will send tu an e-mail (on fanpop) of all the contestant's (besides yourself's) entry's after all the entry's are posted.Then,you reply to me who tu vote for.you can vote 1 time.
Then,whoever gets the most votes,wins.