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Author's Note: Umm..update. Felt a little ill and sick today but I updated. I really dislike the month of February because January-March is like the busy period of School with pretty much everything done in February. I mean I have to do a physics paper, two world lits, History IA, French oral, late February/early march. Ick. And let me tell you: High Level Math SUCKS. Evil, evil, evil. I used to like Math until Calculus and HL math. I love the Teacher but it's HL math so…the only reason I don't totally hate that class more than I do is I have an awesome nice teacher who even was one of the people who wrote a college recommendation and wrote glowing praises of me. She's just awesome. But ugh…math and just school in general just kills your soul.

She pulled onto the bumpy side road and after 10 or so minutes was beginning to wonder if coming here was such a good idea. Trees lined the edges and the edges were overgrown. It didn't look like people came down this way much except for a couple tracks that looked fairly recent. She began to wonder if maybe she misjudged and Alejandro actually turned out to be a serial killer luring her out here where no one would find her as he strangled the life out of her body or cut her into pieces or hold her down…she shook her head trying to clear the doubts. Her mother always said she had too much imagination and suspicions about people. Maybe so, but she was justified because she had a tendency to attract freaks and she seriously hoped this wasn't going to be another one. The forest edges thinned and she drove into a clearing and up a dirt path road and stopped as she saw a large gate covering the path. She got out and examined it. What the heck? She stiffened as she heard a voice call her name.

"Hey, who're you and what you're doing here?" yelled an angry voice. She looked up and saw a huge man striding towards her, a frown upon his face. Behind him came a running patter of footsteps and a small lady came from behind a rise and followed the big one.

"Jose wait!" she called. The man called Jose frowned and crossed his meaty arms over a quite sizeable belly and snorted. The small woman, who was about a foot shorter than Heather, stopped besides the man.

"Sorry about that. It's just strangers don't usually come here and Jose tends be somewhat impulsive. I'm his girlfriend Susannah. But I'm curious as to who you are and what you're doing here" the little woman smiled friendly at her and she was somewhat comforted. Although not much because the huge guy besides her, well not as huge as Alejandro who looking at did kind of look similar in a way, was glowering at her and if looks could kill, she'd probably be six feet under and rotting already. Heather shifted under the glare she was receiving and mumbled "I…was invited?". Susannah's face lit up.

"Oh! You must be Heather! Alejandro has been talking non-stop about you and how he invited a 'girl' over! He seems to really like you." Jose grunted and shook his head angrily but looked sheepish when Susannah thumped him on the chest.

"Come on, let her in." Jose, rather reluctantly she noted and with a frown in her direction, went to the gate and a control number and with surprising speed typed in the key code. With a screech, the gate swung open and the two stood back.

"Just drive up the road and in a few minutes you'll reach the end of the driveway. Just park there."

"Wow, these guys must be rich." Heather thought to herself surprised. She got back in the car and started driving up, a second car coming out from behind and following her. When she reached the end, she saw some cars already parked there in front of a sizeable house. While not the biggest or grandest she had ever seen and not quite a mansion, the house looked a lot like one and was more of a mansion than most houses. Lights were on inside and she wasn't sure what to do when the other car came to a stop besides hers and Susannah and Jose got out besides her.

"Well aren't you going in?" Susannah asked when she saw Heather standing there uncomfortable.

"Am I allowed too?" Heather asked.

"Of course, you were invited." Susannah smiled at her and nodded. "It is intimidating I must admit. But the Burromeurto's are really nice people. Snobby and condescending when you first meet them but when they get to know you, they really do make good friends. Jose huffed and Susannah reached up and squeezed his hand friendly and he bent over and started kissing her. Heather just stood there awkwardly. Okay…she really did not need to see that. But admittedly it was kind of cute and made Heather wish she had someone to do that with. Preferably Alejandro. But this was a bit too much for her to handle so taking a deep breath, she pushed open the door and walked in.

There were a good number of people there all talking and when she entered the room a hush fell over everyone and became so silent you could hear a pin drop. Her footsteps felt rather loud as she entered and everybody's eyes were on hers, a mixture of curiosity, confusion, interest, dislike, neutral, superiority, etc on all their faces. She clearly stood out among them, the only white one there among those of a Hispanic or Mexican background. Feeling really awkward, she considered running away until a big cannonball of energy came out of nowhere and grabbed her in a big hug, squeezing the breath out of her.

"Heather, you came!" came the deeply excited squeal of the huge man holding her. Alejandro leaned his head over hers and grinned, his cute eyes flashing. Heather gurgled and made a slashing motion. Confused, Alejandro let go and Heather dropped, rubbing her throat and breathed in harshly.

"Couldn't…couldn't breath," she gasped out and Alejandro lowered his head.

"Sorry," he murmured sadly, looking all the world like a chastised puppy. A very, very big puppy.

"It's okay," she gasped out and was surprised when she found herself roughly yanked up and looking into Mohawk's glaring eyes. If she thought Jose wasn't happy to see her, Duncan was that to the power of ten. His glare was so intense she swore she would have spontaneously caught on fire had Alejandro not looked up and asked what Duncan was doing.

"Helping her up. What is she doing here?" Duncan gritted out, squeezing just enough that she could not escape and that it came just close to breaking it.

"I invited her and she came!" Alejandro said happily and Duncan's glare grew even more intensified against the back of Heather's shoulder-blades. If she wasn't sure Duncan had been into Alejandro before, she knew it now when she heard the surprised gasp. Duncan leaned closer and whispered into her ear, his voice gone deadly flat.

"Stay away from him if you know what's good for you. Or else things are going to get…ugly." Roughly pushing her away he gave a nod to Alejandro and stalked angrily out of the room, even his Mohawk hairs bristling. Alejandro noticed Heather rubbing her arm which hurt quite a bit.

"Oh my gosh, Heather! I'm sorry! Mama said not to do that to people and that it sometimes hurts them when you squeeze." Alejandro babbled. She nodded her head, beginning to wonder if this was worth it. Clearly Mohawk dude wanted him and she wasn't certain if he was entirely stable and going to really like anyone else taking him. But when she looked at Alejandro she felt her heart skip a beat. So what if he wasn't the most intelligent? He was gorgeous and he really seemed to like and be worried about her, running soothing rubs into her injured arm as he continued to overly apologize.

"It's fine, it's fine. Next time just don't squeeze so hard." Heather said and he cocked his head happily.

"Okay!" he bounced off and looked at her, smiled, and started saying hello to all the others in a rapid Spanish which again, Heather didn't understand a word of. She could feel all the eyes on her but when she turned around, they all seemed to be looking at anything but her, talking to each other. She would have thought she was just being paranoid, but every now and then, she saw the quickest flicker of movement as people shifted away from her which proved she wasn't. Okay then, if they wanted to do that then fine. One of them detached anrd walked towards her, the one Alejandro just talked to and looked her over. A man in his early 40s, he had the features she was beginning to identify with the Burromeurto's: a feeling of bigness, superiority, and disconnect. She definitely understood what Susannah said about the arrogance in all of them but Alejandro and even then somewhere inside him knew he was special. Hence the sashaying movement of his fine hips as he almost model walked subconsciously. Or she was just looking too much into things. But anyways the older guy rubbed his spectacles and looked at her, rubbing a hand through his still mostly black but somewhat graying hair and gave her a way too friendly smile.

"Hello, I understand you're Heather? A friend my nephew Alejandro invited? My name's Julio and this is my wife Carly," he said nodding at another female who had just joined them. Carly looked like a model with her beautifully done hair, gorgeous eyes, smile, and big…um assets. Admittedly, Heather was a little jealous. Carly smiled at her.

"Hi. So you're the famous Heather. Alejandro had been non-stop talking about you today when he surprised us all by saying he invited a guest, especially one who was a girl. He gets a little shy you know around strangers and tongue-tied. The only person he has ever been comfortable with outside the family, heck inside the family that he hasn't grown comfortable with, is Duncan Evans. They're really close." Heather swore she recognized the name Duncan Evans from somewhere but she was still drawing a blank. But she knew she knew it from somewhere and that she saw that annoying Mohawk from somewhere, alebit maybe in a different color. Carly smiled at her and she smiled hesitantly back, feeling Julio's eyes watching her. What was it with these people? All the males outside of Alejandro looked at her with suspicions cast and even many of the females looked uncertain except Susannah and Carly. Another tall strapping male approached her around Alejandro's age and looking similar except much taller in height and much leaner and not nearly as bulky. Blue eyes glittered as he offered his hand.

"I'm Carlos, one of Alejandro's older brothers. I've heard you met Jose? He is the oldest of all of us."

"I'm Heather," she said shaking his outstretched hand. A smile ghosted across his lips and Heather smiled back.

"Such a pretty girl," Carlos murmured smiling. "I play soccer. Do you want to watch me sometime?" He looked at her and moved his head closer until…

"Hey Heather!" Alejandro came by, a smile upon his face, falling a little as he saw Carlos leaning a bit too close to Heather. That wasn't fair, Heather was his friend! He pulled Heather a little back and saw the disappointment cross Carlos's face which confused him. He turned to Heather.

"So you're liking everyone?" he asked her excitedly.

"Uh…sure," she replied and Alejandro smiled.

"Oh goody! I'm sure they'll all grow to love you as well!"

"I guess so," Heather whispered feeling the eyes all on her again, especially Carlos's which were beginning to look a little too friendly. Alejandro lead her to a room were all the women were cooking dinner and stopped in front of one who was stirring some sort of soup while others were chopping vegetables and skinning a chicken.

"Hello mommy, I got Heather to meet you! Heather, this is mommy!" Alejandro said proudly to the woman who was comically small compared to her massive son. Of course being only slightly taller, Heather probably didn't look that much better next to him but he was just a big teddy bear. She realized all the Burromeurto men were huge in some way. Carlos was gigantically tall that towered over everyone, Jose was definitely more of a bear with massive muscles (still not as big as Alejandro's but pretty close) and a gut, and Alejandro had almost freaky superhuman but attractive muscles and abs. Julio and the others she had seen were fairly attractive as well but couldn't compare and Duncan was Duncan and didn't count. Plus, he hated her and had a crush on Alejandro. She wondered when her life had become some soap opera since she liked Alejandro, Alejandro didn't get it and saw her as a friend, Duncan had it out for her now and she still knew she knew him from somewhere before, Carlos might be having a crush on her, and she still had terrible luck. The woman looked up at her and Heather was surprised to find her kind of plain looking. Not that she was terrible to look at, not at all, but she had the kind of looks that were kind of pretty but…not really. Just average and plain. Heather grudgingly admitted she had started to expect all of these people to look almost inhumanly beautiful and that had been quite true with Carly, Carlos, Alejandro, and some of the others she hadn't met. And if not like that then much more attractive than normal humans like Julio and Susannah. As terrible as it sounded, she couldn't compute how such a plain looking women had such massive freaky gifted children. As if hearing her thoughts, Mama frowned and a clever smile passed her lips and for a second Heather could see the same Burromeurto attractiveness.

"Hello, you must be…Heather." She said almost disdainfully. Alejandro didn't notice and smiled.

"This is the girl I was talking about! Isn't she pretty mama? Isn't she?"

"Oh yes sweetheart. Duncan is waiting for you in the parlor. Why don't you go play with him? Me and Heather have to have a little chat." Alejandro smiled and hugged his mom who was only tall enough to reach partway up his chest and kissed her.

"Have fun," Alejandro smiled and left the room. Mrs. Burromeurto waved goodbye and then turned back to Heather, the smile gone replaced by a look of suspicion and dislike. She no longer looked very plain and in fact seemed to be taller though she hadn't really grown. The other women were backing out of the room leaving Heather and Mrs. Burromeurto privacy. Heather swallowed nervously as Mrs. Burromeurto came up and poked her and began speaking.