I have been tagged by _Angelica_Schuyler_ to do the 2020 challenge, which is when you write down 20 things about yourself. Here it is!
1. My real name is Sabrina
2. I am Mexican-American [Same as you _Angelica_Schuyler_ ]
3. I'm watching "Boy Meets World" right now [Cory and Shawn don't know what "woo" is]
4. I got some candy from my friends today
5. I'm single
6. I'm not sixteen yet, but I'm older than thirteen
7. I got straight A's man!
8. I am half-emo; half-theatre geek
9. I would kill to go to a Crucible cast party if it means senior Cody Shuck will be there
10. I like turtles
11. I have brown hair
12. I have chocolate brown eyes
13. I'm lazy as hell
14. My lying skills are very impressive
15. I would cry in front of my mom for money [I'm terrible]
16. Poesía is amazing [Poetry]
17. I honestly can't think of anything else right now
18. There's a crooked Exit Sign in my door that has been bothering me for weeks, but I'm too lazy to fix it
19. I've never been a fan of Pokemon [Don't come after me]
20. I'm glad this is over
I now tag
Now, onto the chapter!
The picture of me and Rosie adorned my wall once more as I unpacked some of my stuff. F/N strolled into my room, dropping her Oreo when she saw what I was busy with. "What the hell are you doing?"
"I'm unpacking some stuff."
"Why?" She lifted a scrapbook.
A slight giggle escaped my half-closed mouth. "I've decided that we should stay for a little longer, you know? Meet new people." The corners of my lips raised themselves, twitching in the process. A smirk soon formed on my face.
F/N gasped. "You want to give that asshat Dominican a taste of what he payed for, don't you?"
I didn't have to answer her for my best friend to know what my intentions were. Her eyes followed me as I walked towards the window, looking down at the residents that strolled past our apartment building; the fire escape covered some of the scenery. A nicely-built man swaggered by—that's him. I opened the window, leaning over the railing. "Hey you!"
The man looked up at me. "Yea?"
"You wanna go on a date tomorrow night?! El antro, eight O' clock!" The man merely nodded his head, shrugging in the act of doing so.
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The tight red dress clutched onto my curves as I flattened it out a bit, my hair covering the fact that the dress is strapless. I might look like a skank, but I promise I'm not.
F/N whistled when I walked into the living room—she removed her grandma glasses. "Ay, Chihuahua! You look hot!" Rosie looked up at me from her dolls, raising two thumbs up and a large grin.
I quickly grabbed my keys and headed outside. According to el chisme that daily roams Washington Heights, someone should be in el antro; specifically at the bar.
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FanfictionY/N L/N moved from her home in Utah to Washington Heights, sharing her apartment with her roommate F/N and F/N's daughter. Y/N decided to walk around the neighborhood, get to know people-the first thing she does is end up in a bodega, a sixteen year...
