𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄
Camila Henriquez left Pinecrest when she was only 10 years old to go to live in Spain after her grandmother offered to take care of her, her sister, and her single mother for a while. But...
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Happy Times Always Come To An End
7 YEARS LATER
MY LITTLE SISTER JULIETA was born 2 years ago when my stepdad had first entered my life. My mom and he had a one-night stand and well...Juli was born. She was currently drinking a bottle of milk on my bed as I studied for a huge test coming up.
"Camila! Donde estas?" (Where are you?)
"En mi cuarto, Mama. Juli está aquí!" Juli looked up at me clasping onto my hair but I let her because she was so cute. (In my bedroom - Juli is here)
My mother came into the room with a smile looking at her two daughters, but her smile became a frown when she came and sat down on the bed placing Juli on her lap.
"I'm afraid I have some bad news, Hija" She stroked Juli's wild blonde hair- which she got from her father. (Daughter)
"I got a job offer back in Pinecrest, it's really good. It's a job as a volleyball coach and 9th-grade algebra teacher at the local high school, it had really good pay- it's a great opportunity for you to go back and reunite with some of your friends from back then-"
"So you just want me to leave my whole life here in Spain? Again?" Juli stretched her hand for me to take. I grabbed it pressing a tiny kiss on her palm which caused her to smile.
"Consider it a fresh start again, it's not such a bad thing if you think about it-"
"When do we leave?"
"In 2 days" I scoffed in disbelief, I was supposed to just pack up my entire life in less than 3 days? Unbelievable.
"Do you want me to help you pack?" Mama offered but I shook my head.
"I'll be alright" And I really believed so.
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I was on the phone with my best friend Adrianna when I was packing my clothes the next day, "I'm gonna miss you, amiga"
"Yo tambien, Anna" I responded, Adrianna was the only real friend I've made in my time in Spain. It's been a difficult 7 years. (Me too)
But even so, I couldn't love my motherland enough. I placed my glasses on my nose, I had taken out my contacts a while ago and I couldn't care enough to put them back in.
I continued folding my clothes as I talked with Anna on the phone. All gossip about Berto, the boy she'd been dying to ask out for the past 3 months, and about school work here and there. An hour later I finished and hung up the call.
"Tomas!" I called my stepdad, I hadn't gotten comfortable calling him dad, nor was it not awkward enough to call him some type of nickname. The 6'1 blonde man entered my room after knocking.
