Rachel Sandoval and her big brother Darry have been through quite a lot. They were abused by their father and was left by their mother. Now that Darry turned 18, he has full custody of his 15 year old sister. He's developed this over protective pers...
March 20th, 2020 Rachel's p/v I've grown to despise Friday's. Although Darry lets me hang out with my friends on the weekends, I don't get to see all of my favorite people. These past few weeks have felt like heaven sent them to me. I don't ever want to get off this cloud.
A few of my favorite memories were turned into Instagram posts. I curated my feed, with the little posts I have, into a little timeline. Honestly, it seems like everyone else did too. I could click on each post and analyze every single one of them but this morning won't last forever. I'll just admire them some other time. I'm feeling nostalgic, I'll just view from afar.
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On march 2nd, I dyed my hair again. This time with the help of Mary, Jenna, and Jasmine. At first I didn't like it so I put on a bucket hat but Mary insisted that I at least took pics. She knows my angles so well.
March 4th was cute little day. Tyler and I went bowling together after school. I of course won. He wasn't a sore loser though. He made that loud and clear by staying up with me to study for my Spanish exam. Darry did express his disappointment in me for choosing to go on a date instead of studying, but I'm young and in love! Lesson learned though. That C+ on the exam knocked sense into my brain.
March 12th was a bestie day. Declan and I went to the movies. The Invisible Man frustrated Declan because apparently the movie was "too predictable". I thought it was cool. That doesn't matter though because I got to show off my new converse and tote bag. The items were bought on March 5th when Darry and I went clothing shopping. I totally didn't forget I bought things until March 12th when Darry told me to move the bag to my room. Whoops.
The funeral for Hector's dad was on March 17th. His mom requested for everyone to try their best not to cry, but to laugh at the beautiful memories they had of him. It was hard for Hector, but Darry, Nigel, Kyle and I comforted him. I hope to never attend a funeral till we're all achy and wrinkly. I can't imagine having to buy another blue beanie baby and sunkist for the dead person's son. I learned to cope with humor.
March 19th. Yesterday. How do I begin to explain how amazing yesterday was? The weather was perfect, the park was empty as fuck, and the homemade food was delicious. Tyler and I pitched the idea to Declan and Aiden. Kyle and Jasmine were supposed to come but they were busy. The four of had an incredible time though. The self-timer photo, a stick getting logged into my foot, the stories we shared after getting the stick out; I fear another perfect day like March 19th will never exist.
Tyler and I gave each other access into our Instagram accounts. Declan and Aiden said it was too soon and weird, but neither of us have anything to hide. Plus, if one of us gets grounded then we can still post pictures. We quite literally are attached to the hip.
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