A/N: Here I am, with another story. I promise, I'm writing for things you never knew as well, but I just had to let this one out so I can switch back to my other story! hehe. Enjoy this one! Let me know what you all think!


Letty sighed, unsure of what she should do. As much as she wanted to tell Coco about her teacher requesting for a parent conference to discuss her grades. From what she could gather, her grades were fine. She could be a smartass, but she never did anything to catch the teacher's attention.

"Leticia?" She heard someone call out as she felt the shaking.

"Huh?" Letty looked to the side where the voice was coming from and found Emerson, the owner of the bakery she currently worked at, looking rather worried. "Sorry Em, just thinking."

"Obviously, I've been calling you for ten minutes." Emerson smiles. "What's going on?" Emerson sat across from Letty.

"Promise you won't tell my dad?"

"Oh god, if you've met someone, you better think twice." Emerson teased, chuckling as she saw Letty's face turn sour. "I'm kidding, what's on your mind?"

"My English teacher is requesting for a parent-teacher conference and I can't figure out what I did wrong. I keep to myself, do my work, and that's it."

"You sure you haven't been a wise ass?" Emerson wasn't born yesterday, she knew how Letty could be when she was being a punk or otherwise called a teenager. She was definitely mature for her age, but at the same time, Letty was still a kid.

"From time to time, but I'm never disrespectful." Letty paused for a moment. "I mean she gave me detention once but otherwise she throws the sass right back."

Emerson nodded. "Well, are you going to tell your dad?"

"I can't, he's busy with work and I don't want to bug him about this." Truthfully, Letty didn't want to tell Coco since she didn't want to disappoint her dad. After the whole ordeal with her grandmother, she didn't want to cause Coco anymore trouble. She wasn't stupid, she knew what happened.

Then it hit her. "Can you pretend to be my guardian?"

"No way," Emerson shook her head. "Why not just get EZ to do it?"

"Cause everyone knows them, people don't know you well yet, maybe it can pass that you're my guardian." Letty argued. It was true. Emerson moved to Santo Padre not more than a year ago and the most people knew about her was that she made one hell of a flan and that's about it. She mostly kept to herself and she ran into Letty by chance. If anything, Letty and a few of her employees were the only ones she let in her world.

"I don't know," Emerson bit her lower lip, unsure of what she should do. As much as she wanted to help Letty, she didn't want to get her in trouble. Santo Padre was a small town and people talked. She was almost certain that it wouldn't work since her English teacher most likely knew who Letty was associated with.

"Em, please," Letty pouted, giving Emerson those puppy dog eyes. "Do this for me, it won't be much and it's going to be a one time thing." She knew this would work. It always worked on Chucky, her father, EZ, Gilly, hell, even Bishop. But it was a weapon she rarely used, if she used it too much, it would get played out.

Emerson sighed. "Dear lord, you sure do know how to sucker people in," Emerson laughed. "I'll do it, but just don't let it happen again."

"Do what mami?" Angel joined their conversation, surprising both women as they looked over at him. "What's going on?"

"Nothing, Letty, get your stuff ready so you can go with Angel." This was a regular occurrence. After school, Letty worked at Emerson's for 4 hours and did her homework afterwards as Emerson closed up and she waited for a ride. More often than not, she was picked up by a member of the MC, but at times, Emerson dropped her off.

"So what's going on beautiful?" Angel was always such a flirt that Emerson became immune to it. At first, he made her blush, but she was almost certain he just did it to be nice. So she played along, having a playful banter with him, but otherwise she didn't try to interact with him much. She knew Angel was dangerous, not because of the club, but he was a ladies men, she already had her fair share and she was good.

"Nothing, just girl stuff," Emerson shrugged as Angel eyed her suspiciously.

"Really? Has nothing to do with this?" Angel waved an envelope with Coco's name on it in front of her.

"No idea what that is, are you stealing mail now? That's a little low, even for you."

"Mi dulce, this is from the high school. So tell me what Coco Jr. did and maybe I'll help you two troublemakers out?" Angel smirked, slipped the envelope back inside his kute.

"She didn't do anything," Emerson picked up the plate on the table that once held Letty's cake. She walked inside the kitchen, hoping Angel knew personal space, but then again, it was Angel. He followed her, causing Emerson to roll her eyes. "Dear lord Reyes, you can't just barge in here." She placed the plate inside the sink.

"Too bad," Angel wanted to know since the last thing the MC needed was another one of Leticia's issues. "Talk, what's going on?"

"None of your business," Letty came in the kitchen as well.

"Well Coco Jr, you have two options. Either you tell me, or I can give this to your dad," he took out the envelope from his kute, showing it to Letty.

"My teacher wants to hold a parent-teacher conference and I'm asking if Em can pose as my guardian. My dad has enough shit to deal with and I figured this isn't a big deal." Letty crossed her arms over her chest, not really liking the fact that Angel put her on the spot.

Angel's eyes softened then. He remembered wanting someone to get him out of a parent-teacher conference and he never truly had that person.

"And you want someone not related to the MC and you figured Emerson can pretend to be your guardian and just see what's going on."

"Basically," Letty sighed. "I already have a target on my back cause I'm connected to the MC, that's why I keep a low profile."

Angel and Emerson both frowned at that. They know they couldn't control people, but it was bullshit that people would give Letty shit just for who her dad was. Though, they were almost certain people more than likely stayed out of her way than bother her. Letty was feisty, not like she would take shit from anyone anyway.

"Alright, fine, this will be our little secret. But you have to give me all the details." Angel handed the envelope to Emerson. "I'm sure this will help your cause."

"Thanks," Emerson took the envelope.

"So what you do Coco Jr?" Angel questioned.

At first, Letty hated it when Angel referred to her as Coco Jr, but she eventually got the hang of it. If anything, she felt cool being referred to as Coco Jr, at least her father was part of her life and didn't turn her away.

"Nothing, she said I wasn't in trouble, she just wanted to talk to my parent about a poem I wrote." Letty answered.

"Seems harmless, why not just tell your dad?" Angel wasn't exactly sure what the problem was, if she wasn't in trouble and it was just about grades, it should be a good conversation. "Are you ashamed of him?"

"Screw you," Letty spat out.

"Angel," Emerson said in a warning tone. "Lay off, she just doesn't want to tell Coco because she knows how under stress you all are."

He decided not to push. Whatever it was, Letty obviously felt strongly and not tell Coco about it. And as long as she wasn't in trouble, Angel could keep it a secret from Coco, for now.

"I know you ain't ashamed of him, I'm just curious is all." Angel explained. "You ready to go?"

Letty nodded her head. She looked towards Emerson and smiled. "Thanks again Em, you're a lifesaver."

"Not a problem." Emerson smiled. "When is the parent-teacher conference?"

"Tomorrow at 3:30."

"I'll see you there."


Emerson nervously pulled on her button up as she made her way down towards Letty's classroom. She was following the young girl, who looked as nervous as she felt. Walking in step with Letty, she wrapped an arm around her shoulder, softly squeezing it.

"Don't be nervous, it's going to be fine," Emerson tried to soothe her. "Besides, what's the worst that can happen?"

"She calls the cops on you for impersonating my guardian?"

Emerson stopped causing Letty to stop. Both women looked one another before they laughed.

"Of course you would think that, it'll be fine. If she figures it out, she most likely would just ask to personally speak with your father."

Letty opened the door for her once they reached the room. Inside, they found Letty's English teacher, Mrs. Ramos sitting behind her desk, grading essays. She looked over at them, a warm smile spreading across her face.

"Letty, come in," she stood up, gesturing for her to come inside. "I was expecting to see your father, is this your mother?" As was said before, Santo Padre was a small town. No one ever knew who Letty's mother was, but they knew who her father was.

"No, I'm her guardian, Emerson Andres." She stuck out her hand which Mrs. Ramos took eagerly.

"Ah yes, your cakes are quite delicious. And how are you related to Letty?" Mrs. Ramos questioned.

"She's her aunt," Angel's voice startled the three women inside the room.

Letty and Emerson both gave him a questioning look as he strode in with utter confidence.

"Auntie Priscilla, how are you?" Angel gave Mrs. Ramos a hug, confusing Letty and Emerson further.

"Angel, mijo, what are you doing here?" Mrs. Ramos, Priscilla, was delighted to see her nephew. She rarely saw Angel even though it was such a small town. She saw Felipe quite often, but as his sons became adults, they were sporadically around. She understood, but she wished her nephews came to see her more often.

"Johnny couldn't make it, he was held up at work. I decided to come and accompany Emerson and Letty." Angel pulled up a chair, sitting down on the other side of Letty. "What's going on?"

"You know I would prefer to speak with her father."

"I know Tia, but you know how it is," Angel was trying to charm the hell out of his aunt. He knew his aunt Priscilla favored him. "Can't you just tell your favorite nephew about it?"

Priscilla glared at her nephew before sighing. "Fine, but why is Emerson here?"

"Well, Emerson is technically her guardian after school since Letty works for her." Angel reasoned.

"Okay, well, as Letty knows, she is not in trouble." Priscilla sat in front of the trio. "I do want to talk to you about her poetry," she was directing the statement to Emerson. "I'm not sure if you've read some of her work, but Letty is a phenomenal writer."

Emerson smiled. "I have, she's shared a few with me."

"I wanted to enter Letty into a poetry competition that is held statewide. But of course, I wanted parental permission before I did so and of course, her consent as well." She looked at Letty then. "You're a talented poet Letty, I think it would be great for you to enter this competition as it would look fantastic on your college resume."

Letty bit her lower lip, looking at Emerson who smiled at her encouragingly then at Angel, who was simply awaiting her reply. "Thank you for the offer, but I plan on going to college locally. I don't see the need to do this."

"But Letty, the piece you just turned in the other day was brilliant. You can't let your talent go to waste," Priscilla argued.

"Letty, Mrs. Ramos is simply giving you a suggestion as to what you can use this competition for, you don't have to answer to her now. Think about it, it's a great opportunity." Emerson added.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested," Letty stood up and left the room.

Angel and Emerson looked at one another before they both stood up and followed after her.

Angel turned back to say goodbye to his aunt and promised her they would talk to Letty about this situation. The two found Letty waiting by Emerson's car, her arms crossed, her eyes on the ground.

"Leticia," Emerson called out. "I'm not going to force you, I know you don't want to talk about it, but I simply want you to at least think about it."

"There's nothing to think about," Letty turned her back on her. "Can you please open the door?"

Emerson unlocked her car. Letty immediately went inside. Emerson turned to Angel who merely shrugged.

"Can't force her if she doesn't want to do it," Angel pointed out.

"Wow Angel, great insight."

"I'm just saying, she's Coco's kid. I'm sure she inherited the stubborn trait, just give her time." Angel took out his gloves from his kute. "I'll see you both at the bakery."

Emerson walked around and slid in the driver's side. Letty was on her phone, not paying her any mind. She knew not to push it with Letty, but she's read some of her poem and she completely agreed with Mrs. Ramos. Letty couldn't let her talent go to waste. She wouldn't be losing anything if she entered the competition.

"What's going on in that head of yours? You know you can talk to me." Emerson has never talked to Letty about her plans. She was going to be a Junior soon and she knew that college was just on the horizon.

Letty didn't say anything. Emerson just nodded her head and turned her car on. She drove towards her bakery, knowing that as much as Letty did not want to talk, she rather be at the bakery than anywhere else.

When Emerson pulled in her parking spot at the back of the bakery, Letty put her hand on Emerson's arm, stopping her from getting out of the car.

"I don't want to leave my dad, that's why I don't want to go to college." Letty just found her father. He was the first person to ever make her feel loved and she didn't want to leave that safe haven Coco created for her. When she lived with her grandmother, she was walking eggshells and she was a punching bag. Never once did she feel as if her grandmother had any ounce of love for her. But with her father, it was different. Society may see them as menaces, as despicable people, but to her, they were her family along with Emerson.

Emerson gave her a small smile, placing her hand on Letty's. "I understand that, you just found him and the last thing you want is to be a part. But it's just a contest, Letty. It wouldn't hurt you to join."

Letty sighed and placed her hand on top of Emerson's, giving it a slight squeeze. "Okay, fine, but you have to be with me when I tell my dad."

"Of course."