Chapter One: Miami

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"Mija wake up."
There goes my crazy Mexican mom yelling at me to wake up. She's a loud Latina and I love her so much. Growing up in Texas I've learned to embrace who I am sure I have somewhat of a southern accent with the occasional "y'all".
I begin to get ready well Miami is hot like Texas and our hotel is right on the beach so I put on shorts and a crop top yes your average teenage girl outfit I don't mind being basic sometimes. Anyway our is about to take off so I have to go.
*on the plane*
I put my ear phones in and listen to Selena Gomez of course she's amazing she's been my idol since I was a child. I began to daydream about all the cute Cuban boys I'll meet in Miami.

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