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Chapter 4 Where are we?

In only eight weeks of after school training I have learned about as much as I would at a whole year at a studio. It wasn't easy, but with Jesse's help and the fact the surprisingly it was actually easy to pick up, I have most of the leads in the dances. My partner in all the dances that I require a partner is thankfully Jesse.

He and I have gotten really close over the past eight weeks. I now know he has five sisters that are named Marta, Mercedes, Josephina, Carmen, and Adrianna, who are in order from oldest to youngest. He is the oldest out of the six of them and takes the job of big brother very seriously. His family owns a ranch somewhere and he lives here with his aunt and uncle who have a daughter named Maria. The way Jesse talks about her I don't think he likes her very much.

Any way back to Ballet Folklorico (I can now say that thanks to Jesse). The recital was only two weeks away and everyone had the steps, arm movements, posture, and chorography down. It was the costumes that needed work because there weren't any. So for the past week we worked on the costumes. Well more like the braids that go with the costumes because the actual clothing was being shipped here from Mexico. There are a few of the braids where I can't wait to wear them on stage and then there's one braid that I just can't believe I have to wear. It looks like a jumbled up rainbow with different colored pom-poms at the end. (A/N: I have this braid and I even tried to persuade my teacher that it just wouldn't give the feel of the culture, but I failed and had to wear it on stage where sat people I knew.)

At the end of the week the costumes had arrived to our measurements. We tried on every single one to make sure it all fit right. On the last class of the term it was actually a make up lesson. They taught us how to put the make up on so it doesn't fade under the stage lights. The day before the recital was a dress rehearsal and everything went as planned. The day of I was getting major stage fright.

"Jesse I can't remember anything."

"Querida relax. You will be great."

"I hope so and stop calling me that, I have no clue what it means."

As the curtains rose the nerves faded away. The show went great with no mistakes. I most nervous about the one where I had to balance a candle on my head, but I got though it. After the show there was a cast party at Carlo's house.

"I appreciate you letting me go to the party with you."

We were heading out to his car when the impossible happened. (A/N: I could be mean and just stop here, but I'm not because you have waited for so long.) I had all of my stuff, including dresses and accessories, in my hand. Then when I didn't expect it he kissed me. Well I guess when we were kissing someone had it out for us because when we broke apart we were standing straight in a Wild West movie. We both still had all of our stuff too.

I looked around and saw that we were standing within some kind of limits because there was a fence in the distance.

"Jesse, where are we?"

"I we're in 1850." 18-what!

"You know this how? Wait, did you do this?"

"No I did not. I know because I remember having a life here and in 2005. Don't you?"

"No I usually don't travel back in time and remember having a life in two totally different centuries. Wait a minute. You're dressed in black leather pants, a white shirt," with a fabulous view of a six pack I might add, "and boots. How? I'm still wearing je- a big dress with a million layers and a corset and having trouble breathing."
"Susannah clam down please. You're starting to rabble. Right now we need to get back to my house." He gets a house. What do I get? I'll tell you. I get to play house guest and get to act like an idiot. My life is so unfair. I follow Jesse, with my stuff, to a large house that must be his.

"¿Mamá dónde estás?"

"іEstoy en la cocina!"

I followed Jesse to the kitchen.

"Tengo una amiga conmigo y nececita una casa para quedarse en."

"Amiga Jesse. ¿Quein es¿Es tu novia m'ijo?"

"Sí mamá es mí novia y se llama Susannah. ¿Puede quedarse aquí?"

"Sí pero¿por qué necesita quedarse aquí?"

"Su familia la ha desconocido y se ha marchado para Nueva York."

"Pobrecita. Tómela al cuarto de huéspedes y ayúdele a colocar."

"Sí mamá."

(A/N: For those of you who don't speak Spanish

"¿Mamá dónde estás?" Mother where are you?

"іEstoy en la cocina!" I'm in the kitchen

"Tengo una amiga conmigo y nececita una casa para quedarse en." I have a friend and she needs a place to stay.

"Amiga Jesse. ¿Quein es¿Es tu novia m'ijo?" Friend Jesse. Who is she? Is she your girlfriend?

"Sí mamá es mí novia y se llama Susannah. ¿Puede quedarse aquí?" Yes mother she is and her name is Susannah. Can she stay here?"

"Sí pero¿por qué necesita quedarse aquí?" Yes but why does she need to stay here?

"Su familia la ha desconocido y se ha marchado para Nueva York." Her family has disowned her and has left for New York.

"Pobrecita. Tómela al cuarto de huéspedes y ayúdele a colocar." Poor thing. Take her to the guest bedroom and help her settle in.

"Sí mamá." Yes mother.)

We walked out of the kitchen and I guess when Jesse thought we were out of earshot he explained a couple things.

"Ok, my mamá says it's ok for you stay in the guest room. Also you're story is that you were disowned by your family and that they left for New York and you're my girlfriend." He blushed after saying that last part. How cute.

"Ok then. Now where is the guest room because this stuff ain't light."

I followed Jesse to the second story and down a long hallway to fifth room on the left. He opened the door for me and the room was twice as big as my room in 2005 except no bathroom, but I'll live. I set my stuff down on the bed and started unpacking. Jesse helped hang up some of my dresses. Some of which were from the recital and some that I have never seen, but beautiful nonetheless. Once everything was unpacked I glanced over to Jesse.

"Now what?"

"Now I go down and help my father with the horses and you go into the kitchen and help my mother cook." I start laughing at his suggestion. "What, may I ask, is so funny Susannah?"

"The fact that you think I can cook. I can't even bake a cake from the box and you expect me to help cook a whole Mexican dinner. That's what I findso funny. Can't I, oh I don't know, set the table or something?"

"Fine I shall tell my mother. Ok down to the things that are a bit more important, but we can't talk now. I shall be here at your room around midnight so we can talk." I just nod my head. I go down to the kitchen and try to find Mrs. de Silva. I found her at a counter.

"Susannah I'm sorry to hear about your family." She says with her voice dripping with an accent.

"Well I thank you and your family for letting me stay here. To thank you I will help around the house and tonight I shall start with setting the table."

"Oh that's not necessary. Mercedes will do that."

"No I insist to helping otherwise I'm leaving." Total bluff. I have no where else to go and she knows it.

"Gracias m'ija. The plate are in that cupboard." I headed towards the cupboard and then thought that I don't know how many people would be at dinner.

"Mrs. de Silva h-"

"Please call me Lupe."

"Ok, Lupe how many people will be here for dinner?"

"Nine should be it." Oh wow nine. That is a lot. I get the nine plates down and head towards the dining room where I see two little girls. They look about six and ten. They must be Jesse two youngest sisters. When they finally notice me, the older one talks first.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Susannah." I hate my name. "I'm a friend of Jesse's. I'm going to be staying here for a while. You two must be Carmen and Adrianna, right?" They nod their little heads.

"How did you know?"

"Well Jesse talks about his sisters a lot so I remember him telling me about you two. Carmen you love to go through Marta's stuff and dress like her and Adrianna, you love to play with the dogs and hide-and-go-seek. Am I right?"

Adrianna speaks now. "You're too pretty to be friends with Jesse. Are you sure you guys are friends or are you one of Marta's friends that's always hanging around here just so they can stare at Jesse?" That's so cute. I like her. She is one of the only ones that thinks I'm 'pretty' as she puts it.

"Yes I'm sure I'm friends with Jesse and not Marta's. I've never met Marta. Since both of you are here, do you want to help me set the table. I'm not sure how you guys do it." They look at each other and then me and smile from ear to ear. "I'll take that as a yes."

The three of us set the table in about twenty minutes. I then followed them outside because I promised them I would play with them if they actually stayed to help. To night they wanted to play hide-and-go-seek. I was the first one it so I counted to fifteen and then called out to try and find them. We played for two hours, the same game. We went in only because we were called in for dinner.

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