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(Diego POV)
I sat in the kitchen with my family for Christmas...and I did not like it!
Hey,I'm Diego Hernandez,I'm 13 and I have one older brother and one little sister. My brother,Rupert,is 14 and my little sister,Laura is 9. My mom and dad are divorced and I live with my else?OH! I never learned Spanish because my dad is a prick and didn't want my Mom's family (Sanchez) to teach me! And I'm the middle and the one child out of the three of us that none of the Hernandez family knows anything about!
I am not like the Hernandez's! I take after the Sanchez side.I have black hair from my dad and for some reason this long Elvis Presley looking curl that,for some reason,refuses to be combed down! Like I said Sanchez, I don't know them,but I did NOT inherit that from dad so...yeah Sanchez side.
Here's the difference between me and my Family!
Me: loves music,Latino,rock,oldies... Music that has to do with a physical instrument.
Hernandez: likes rap about sex,weed and murder. All done on computers.
Me: is unable to grow a mustache.
Hernandez: new born boy already has a mustache!
Hernandez: can bench-press 300 pounds like 3.
Me:...not so much.
Hernandez: all have been arrested and hate cops.
Me: been arrested once and was respective.
AND NOW FOR THE TWO BIGGEST DIFFERENCES!
Hernandez: LOVES SPORTS AND BEER!
me:LOVES ARTS AND MUSIC!
Hernandez: HERNANDEZ FIGHTS!
me:DIEGO WRITES!
Remember that.
"Diego," my Tia started I looked up suprised!.Is this a Christmas Miracle?A Hernandez is talking to me?
I got my hopes up too high that I should've!"Are you going any sports soon?"she ..scratch TOO HIGH!I slouched in my chair. "No,Tia,but I'm in Mariachi at school!We've been to 3 concerts and won them all!...you know the ones none of you went to." I began my sour mood.
I felt Dad kick me under the table."Watch your mouth,punk!"he warned.
"Oh, do you play?" She !Now I'm getting scared!
"The guitar!" I answered, I was so happy!Finally,I can talk about something worth talking about!The Tia Vanessa crushed my dreams into one million pieces.
"Oh really,which one is that?" What?My eyelids dropped halfway and I was back in my mood.
"The guitar! You know! The giant eight with the strings!?" I strummed the looked like she got it now.
"OH!Well,it must be tiring for you to hold it up to your chin all the time!"
"Thats a-" I stopped myself before I got kicked again.I sighed"Yep,that it."
"I'm done,dad.I'm...going upstairs."_I excused myself.
Tia called me back." Oh it's Christmas eve,you can open your gift!"she said standing up and pulling out was super big!Another looked like a movie collection. Only 2?
I read the tag on the biggest.I knew it wasn't mine,but I just wanted to check.To Rupert
Go was always the favorite.I read the next one.to Laura.
Okay Rupert opened his he got an autographed Spalding basketball by Tim Duncan. opened her gift.I felt a strum of anger and jealously run thru me!A fire HD! I began to walk away."Hey!Where you going!"
I went back to the table and received a little box. And a 25$ googleplay card."Thank you!"I had to be greatful.I atleast got something, I reminded myself.
As I opened the box,I expected a gold or silver chain,but instead I found a blue Timex watch. I looked at her a smiled."Thanks Tia!"I gave her a hug and made my way to my soon as I closed the door I felt tears swell my eyes.
My fingers twitched for my I left it my moms for the I grabbed my mariachi guitar and strummed a chord.I sighed letting one tear 's all that was need.I didn't need to cry an ocean.I don't like sports so they didn't get me ball,they know I like the internet, but the fire went to Laura...after she is only 9 and already has a smart-tablet.
"Its okay." I told myself."Now I can tell time."
"And now I can...buy stuff." I took a deep breath and set my guitar down."Its fair that its not fair."i convinced myself.
"What am I doing?I don't belong here!Hernandez isn't my crowd!Sanchez isn't either!I'm me be me." I whispered.
(In the cave of souls)
Manolo paced back and forward not know what to say to he had seen his decendent go let out a frustrated and Maria watched him finally he growled out loud.
"IS THAT HOW MY GRANDSON IS BEING TREATED BY HIS FAMILY!" he shouted at the candlemaker.
Candlemaker shrugged "Hey man,you asked to see what was going on and I showed you!"
"When it me and MY cousins we would all get ONE of something we wanted!SO THAT NONE OF US GOT JEALOUS IF ONE GOT MORE!" Manolo threw his hands up."But the technology, they have now makes things harder to balance,Theres ,like,always something better!"he said quietly.
Maria put her hand on her husbands shoulder."Its okay, he's greatful."she smiled and uncrossed his arms.
"We've been watching over him for a while..." Joaquin said.
Manolo looked back at the book.
"That boy is a Sanchez... Look at that hair!" Joaquin laughed.
"He will understand that very soon." Maria smiled.
Manolo looked at the picture of Diego.
"Sí...he will..."
to come.