To punish me for being late, I was not allowed to go to school; instead, I was going to stay trang chủ 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 bạn stay trang chủ again?" My fat friend asked. I nodded unemotionally, and sat on the couch. "Sheesh, you're like their maid.." Tyler sat tiếp theo 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 trang chủ 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 Những người bạn 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. bạn 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 đã đưa ý kiến 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 đã đưa ý kiến 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 bạn 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 đã đưa ý kiến 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 bạn stay trang chủ again?" My fat friend asked. I nodded unemotionally, and sat on the couch. "Sheesh, you're like their maid.." Tyler sat tiếp theo 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 trang chủ 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 Những người bạn 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. bạn 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 đã đưa ý kiến 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 đã đưa ý kiến 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 bạn 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 đã đưa ý kiến 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.
