A/N: Devilish668 sorry about saying you "hated" it, but anyway, thanks for the reviews everyone, and here's Chapter 2...a lot of it is in Spanish and if you don't know the language...well, most of it is explained. And if you do, and I have it wrong, my bad!
Enjoy.
Chapter 2
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"Manny," Jose whispered to himself, as if he was trying to get all this information in his brain that his sister was here in the flesh.
"Whoa, he really is your brother! Cool beans!" Maddie said excitedly, bouncing her tiptoes up and down.
I nodded my head slowly, "Maddie, can I talk to Jose for a sec?"
"Oh, sure..." Maddie said and stayed where she was, "oh, I get it. Okay, meet me in the Wreck Room later," she said and bounded off, "Zig Zag wait up!"
Jose stared at me for another minute before wrapping his arms around me tightly, "I can't believe you're here! What have you ever done that was wrong? Color out of the lines?"
"Ha, ha," I said sarcastically as we broke apart, "Cassidy decided to let the devil inside her break free. She killed a kid and then dropped the gun in front of me. She claims its an accident but, come on, she didn't even tell me to run, she just let it sit there right in front of me while she fended for herself, the bitch," I said, saying the last part to myself.
"Well I stole a puppy, not half as dramatic as yours but still..."
"It's very like you though. Stealing a puppy. Típico Jose."
Jose nodded, "Si, I guess it is pretty typical of me, and I would have made it out of the pet store too...if my pocket hadn't started barking. Adorable cachorro,"
I laughed, "Porqué did tú salir nos?" I asked, my voice now serious.
"You know why I left, Manny, I couldn't stand mam,"
"Qué acerca mί?" I pleaded.
"Could you stop talking in Spanish?" Jose asked me, sounding annoyed.
"You know the lenguage, you hablas español,"
"Manny, I haven't even seen mam or Roberto since I left home," Jose said, Robert was my stepfathers name.
"It's not like I like him anymore than you do,"
"Eso es no verdadero,"
"It is too true," I said, "He's a doctor, he takes out his anger on mam and his...nunca mente,"
"Never mind what, Manuela?"
"Nada, forget it," I said, trying to get him to change the topic.
Jose nodded slowly, "Bien, yo missed t,"
"I missed you too," I said, pulling him into a hug.
He planted a kiss on my temple and then I looked over and saw Maddie running over to me with the guy with wild hair.
"Hey guys, what's the haps?" Maddie asked.
"Nada," I said, I winced when I said the word in Spanish.
"Huh?" Maddie asked.
I knew she wouldn't know it.
"It means nothing," Jose translated.
"Magnet, we know you can speak Spanish, but you can too?" the guy with Maddie asked, turning to face me.
I opened up my mouth to speak but Jose interrputed.
"She's my hermana,"
"Translation...?" the guy asked.
"She's his sister," Maddie said.
"You can too?" the guy asked, astounded.
"No, I told her on the bus," I said.
"Zig Zag, this is my baby sister Manuela, Manny, this is my friend Zig Zag," Jose said.
"I'm not your bebé harmana, it's only a one year age difference,"
"Cualquier," Jose said, brushing off my comment with whatever.
"Man, Spanish is hard, I took it in the eighth grade, I think I learned one word, that I remember, and it wasn't even from the teacher," Zig Zag said.
"That can't be good..." Jose joked.
"What was it?" I asked.
"Sexo," Zig Zag said sheepishly.
"The only word you remember is sex?" I asked.
Zig Zag nodded.
"You were right, Jose, that wasn't good," I said with a laugh.
"Jose? Mag, since when have you let people call you that gay name?" Zig Zag asked.
Shove it. That was my abuelo's name.
"She's my harmana, she can call me cualquier she wants,"
"It just sounds like the name of a loser," Zig Zag said.
That's it.
"Realmente, estás la perdedor. Tú asno," I said and stalked off.
I could still hear them talking from my tent.
"What did she call me?" Zig Zag asked.
"She said, Actually you are the loser. You jackass." Jose said.
"The chica is going down," Zig Zag said.
"There you know dos español words," Maddie said.
"Zig, leave her alone," Magnet said.
"Don't tell me what to do, Jose,"
Suddenly, I heard footsteps entering the tent, I turned and saw Zig Zag walking in followed by Jose and Maddie.
"Where do you get off calling me a jackass?" he asked angrily.
I looked at him innocently, "Well I could have called you a gilipolas or a mierda pista , but I didn't,"
Jose let out a laugh.
"What did she call me this time?" Zig Zag asked, with more anger.
"I didn't call you anything, I said I could have called you an asshole or a shit head but I didn't,"
"You are a...hold on," Zig Zag said and turned to Jose.
"You are not calling my sister that," Jose said.
"What? I wanna hear it," I said.
Jose shot me a look and then whispered the word into Zig Zag's ear.
"You are a sabio boca chuca," Zig Zag said proudly.
"I'm a wise mouth bitch? Cool, not the worst I've been called," I said and settled comforatably on my cot.
"What else have you been called?" Jose asked, with a tremble in his voice as if he was afraid of the answer.
"A mujerzuela," I said boredly.
Jose's eyes widened, "Someone called you a mujerzuela?"
I nodded.
"What does that mean?" Zig Zag asked, excited about the answer.
"Slut," I said.
"I don't blame them, you are a, whatever the Spanish word was,"
Jose looked angrily at Zig Zag, "She is not a mujerzuela,"
"I've been called a prostitua too," I said quietly.
Jose stared me in the eyes, "Who the infierno called you these?" he asked.
"Apenas alguno chicos," I responded.
"What guys?"
"It's not important, Jose, just forget it," I said.
"What's a prosti-whatever?" Zig Zag asked.
"Prostitua, it means whore," I said.
Zig Zag opened his mouth, probably to make some comment about it, but Magnet stopped him.
"I'm getting cansado buenas noches,"
I looked at the silver charm wrist watch dangling on my wrist, it was only 8:30, "Isn't it kinda temprano?" I asked.
"Si, sino I'm candsado,"
"Bien, amante tu, buenas noches,"I said with a smile on my lips.
"Amante tu tambien, noche," Jose said with a wave and then left the tent.
"Wow, Spanish is an odd language, can you teach me a sentence?" Zig Zag asked.
"I've gotta hear this," Maddie said and sat down on a cot.
"You have to sepa y entender la lenguaje," I told him.
"Speak the language?" Zig Zag asked.
I shook my head, "You have to know and understand the language,"
Zig nodded, "So teach me a sentence," he urged and then grinned, "One I could use with the chicas,"
Maddie scoffed, "Who? Goth Asian, me, punk chick, artsy farsty or Manny?" she asked, referring to all the girls at Camp Green Lake.
Zig gave her a smug grin, "Wouldn't you like to know..." then he turned to me, "So...what's my sentence?"
I thought of the perfect one and then whispered it into Maddie's ear in English translation, she laughed, "Yeah, Zig Zag, chicks will be all over you with this line," and then she turned to me and whispered the last part in my ear, "with sticks," I laughed at that and then turned to Zig Zag.
"Hola chicas, mi llamo Zig Zag, no materia qué gente decir, soy la mas grande en la planeta. Si tú vaya con mi, tú voluntad ser alfigido," I finished.
"Wow. I'm going to go have Magnet translate, yo Mag!" Zig Zag said and ran out of the tent.
"He'll sure as hell be happy when he finds out what you said," Maddie said with a laugh, leaning back on the cot.
Saying: Hello chicks, my name is Zig Zag, no matter what people say, I am the biggest jerk on the planet. If you go out with me, you'll be sorry, was not the worst thing I could have said.
Just then the flap opened and Keely came in with Matchbox and Roadrunner.
"Hey Manuela," Roadrunner said, running a hand through his shaggy black hair.
"Hey, this is my friend Maddie," I said introducing them.
"Hi," Maddie said flirtasiously.
"Hey...you're in D-Tent right?"
Maddie nodded.
"Cool, just trying to find out where the chicks are so I can-" Roadrunner said but got interrupted by me throwing a pillow at his head which he tossed back at mine.
Just then Zig Zag came back into the tent followed by Magnet.
"So...did ya get a novia?" I asked.
He just rolled his eyes at me, "Farber this is war, you are so warned from now on,"
"Y tú eres verdaderemente estúpido,"
"Same old Manuela," Jose said, placing a hand on his forehead as if he had a fever.
"You gotta love it," I said jokingly using an all American accent.
The greatest thing about being half Mexican, half American was that I could talk in English and imply my Spanish accent, vice versa, or I could talk perfect English and vice versa.
"You always have been very upfront when it came to insulting people in Spanish,"
I grinned at him.
"It's still war, see you tomorrow, 4:30 AM sharp," Zig Zag said and left the tent.
My mouth dropped open.
4:30?
Jose walked over to me and planted a kiss on my temple, "Buenas noches Manny, amante tu,"
"Amante tu, buenas noches," I replied as Jose walked out of the tent.
"Does that mean love?" Maddie asked.
I nodded.
"Okay then, I amante you all!" Maddie said dramatically and left the tent.
"He's going to fight me at 4:30?" I asked.
"No," Matchbox shook his head, "We start digging at 4:30, night," he said and flipped off the light that was glowing dimly through the tent.
I leaned back on my cot.
This was going to be a long 18 months...
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Peace, degrassichick92