Ch.2

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Italic means thoughts and Dreams.

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A harsh and loud cry from the alarm clock, causing my hand to dive out from the sheets and slammed the button down making the room become quiet again. a loud groan come from my mouth. Pushing myself up and pushed a large piece of hair out of my face and climbing out of the bed. I knew that I had to get dressed and make sure that Jose was up. walking from the room to Jose's and pushed it open to find him still sleeping.

"Jose wake up!" I shouted.

It was returned with a groan but I watched as he opens an eye to see me.

"Morning." He stretched.

"Morning sleepy head," I replied. "Now get up."

"Yes, Mom." Jose teased.

"Watch it shortly." I teased messing up his dark hair.
Jose followed me to the bathroom, going to brush the teeth, wash the face, and brush hair. Walking past Jose heading to the room to get an outfit. Knowing at we would be in a new school so that meant I need to make a good impression so teachers would not pick on me. Grabbing a pair of nice pair of pale blue jeans and a simple black tank top, pairing the outfit with a pair of black converses. A loud bang and cry of pain causing me to rush out to see Jose was holding his hand tightly.
"Are you two alright?" Abuela called.
"I think so," I replied. "What happen?"

"I was grabbing something and it turned out to be very hot which was the reason for the bang and cry," Jose muttered.

"Come on let's get some water on it," I stated.

Leading him to the sink and turn it to the cold side and gently placed his hand under it. Jose hissed out but allowed the water to wash over him.

"Sis it hurt." Jose cried.

"I know bro," I replied. "Just breath through it."

I reached over him and pulled out the burn cream, and a few bandages.

"Can I take my hand out?" Jose questioned.

"I think so," I replied. "Now let me see it."

Jose offered his dripping wet hand to me, grabbing a towel and gently padded dry.

"This is going to hurt?" Jose questioned.

"It might stink," I answered offering a small smile, grabbing the tube of burn cream gently placing a small amount of the pinkish red skin following with the plain tan bandages. "There we go."

"Thanks, Sis." Jose offered with a smile.

"Not a problem Bro, now go get dressed and meet me downstairs so we get you some food in that gut of yours," I ordered.

"Yes, Ma'am," Jose replied with a joke salute and ran off to his room.

Looking that the door with a small smirk, before heading downstairs to the kitchen.
"Morning Abuela," I announced walking through the doorway.

To see the kitchen was bright and sunny, making the metal from the table and chair to shine brightly. The bowls of cereal and glasses of water placed there as well.

"Sit down and eat," Abuela ordered.

"Yes, Abuela," I replied sitting at the table grabbing the cereal that was on the table.

Hearing heavy footsteps making me see at Jose was rushing into the kitchen.

"Sorry for coming down so late it just I burnt my hand and stuff." Jose exampled quickly.

"Its fine," Abuela added. "Go and eat some cereal and then I will be taking both of you to school."

"Yes, Abuela," Jose replied coming to sitting next to me getting his own bowl.

He threw cereal down to his throat.

"breath kid." I teased taking a sip of water.

"I just don't want to be late for school," Jose replied as he took a breath.

I just rolled my eyes.

(TL)

As Abuela driving to a stop in front of a mission style building that was the school for the district. There were others kids going into the building. The school was a mix of both lower and upper high school meaning it was a 7-12 grade school. That least that meant Jose and I would be in the same school.

"I will be here at 3 p.m. to pick both of you up," Abuela stated in the driver seat.

"Aright Abuela," I replied going to opening the door. "Thank you for the lift."

"Yes thank you Abuela," Jose added.

"Do have a good day of school," Abuela stated as I pushed the door open and hopped out of the old silver Honda.

After Jose shut the door, the car then drove off.

"Come on Jose," I muttered feeling worried about a new school and having a feeling that I would have to deal with the disapproval looks. "We need to go the main office."

"Coming," Jose added running after my walking form into the school.

Walking through the halls, smelling the bleach and floor wax. Feeling the eyes of other students looking at us keeping my eyes ahead and finding the main office was just ahead of us. taking a breath and headed in, to meet with air condition and a large and tall desk in front of us. Behind the tall desk were a few office desks looking like a typical office. Walking up to the desk, looking all the lead secretary.

"Excuse me," I muttered.

The lead secretary was a woman in her mid-thirty with long dark brown hair and warm hazel eyes wearing office clothes were being a nice black skirt and a basic white blouse. she looked up and offered me a smile.

"Yes?" She questioned.

"Oh yes," I replied. "My brother and I are the new students."

"Names please?" She questioned.

"Antonia Herrera," I stated. "and Jose Herrera."

"Oh yes," She replied. "Just give me a moment."

"Thank you." I offered with a smile.

(TL)

I sat that the only empty table in the metal shop, feeling the eyes of the mostly male classmates sticking on the back of my head. Fighting the want to tell them to back off, the teacher was checking the roll call, he was an older man in his mid-fifty with salt and pepper hair cut short with brown eyes, he was wearing jeans with a button up white shirt, brown worker boots. A large heavy cloth apron. His name was Mr. Ress and he was teaching metal shop.

"Alright guys," He stated. "Let's get working on your projects." With a mad dash of footsteps is where the other students ran to their projects as Mr. Ress walked over to me. "So why did you pick Metal shop?"

"I like to work with metal," I muttered quickly and a shrug of the shoulders.

"Are you sure you wouldn't like to work in home studies?" He asked.

"Not interesting in it," I replied.

"Alright them," He said. "So the project that everyone is working is creating a catapult."

"Got it," I started getting off the chair and headed towards the metal.

Choosing to ignore the eyes and started to grab pieces of metal feeling it. After feeling a few good pieces and headed back to the seating desks. Starting to work on plans of making a catapult by the end of the class period most of the catapult was done. A loud ring came from the clock.

"All right guys," Mr. Ress said. "See you tomorrow."

Grabbing my stuff and quickly hiding the half done catapult, grabbing my bag and headed to my next class which was the worst subject for myself math. The classroom was much like all other classes, a series of desks all facing the same way to the green board. Most of the seat were filled leaving a few desk in the front making me what to cry but I quickly took the desk closest to the door. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the teacher a woman in her late twenty with short curly blonde hair and cold green eyes, wearing a typical teacher outfit a black pencil skirt, and a bright red blouse. From the look of her, it seems like she was strict and tough.

"Welcome to 12th grade Precalculus." The teacher announced. "You can call me Ms. Lowell."

She stood up and when to the board grabbing a piece of chalk and starting to write problem of Precalculus. A groan was hiding in the back of my throat, I pushed it back into the pit of my gut and forced myself to look at the board and attempt to understand what was going on.

(TL)

The bell rang for Lunch both happiness and fear slip through me. The reason for that is that Jose would have a different lunch period. Walking and following others to the café holding the lunch bag tightly that Abuela had made for me, and finding an empty table in the back away from others. Placing the bag down opening it to find a simple sandwich of ham and chess pair with some carrots. Abuela had also given a water bottle and some cookies. Feeling the eyes of other students and each whispering calling to each other about me.

"Hi." I heard to my right making me look to see a teenage girl about my age with curly dark brown hair that could rival chocolate curls and warm large chocolate colored eyes with a small button nose and thin lips with an olive skin tone. She was wearing multiple colored peasant top paired with a pair of long jeans shorts and strappy sandals.

"Hi," I replied quickly clearly a bit worried.

"I'm guessing you're new," She stated. "I'm Rosa."

"Toni," I stated.

"Well, me and my friends were wondering if you would like to sit with us for lunch?" Rosa questioned.

"Sure," I muttered.
"Great," Rosa stated with a smile.

Grabbing my stuff and followed her to another table which had about two other people both girls. The tallest of the other girl had long wavy dirty blonde hair that her roots were brown and sharp and large blue eyes with a large hooked nose, a smirk on her full lips and tan skin tone wearing a simple purple tank top and black shorts, pair with some slip on shoes. While the other girl had short red dye hair in the shape of a bob with black eyebrows with warm green eyes small nose, cupid bow lips and pale skin tone. She was wearing a white tank top covered in dried paint stains with equal covered black shorts and simple gray flip flops.

"So the girl did decide to come over." Dirty blonde hair with another smirk on her head.

"Oh do be nice Alicia." The redhead teased. "She's new to the school and Rosa was doing something nice."

"I just say Kira," Alicia muttered.

"Hey, guys!" Rosa called. "This is Toni."

"Hi." Both of them replied.

"Come eat," Alicia stated. "We don't bite."

Kira slaps her on the arm.

"Behave, Ali," Kira replied.

"I'll try." Alicia teased with a toothy grin. "So Toni you're new to the school?"

"Yeah," I muttered feeling my nervousness slipping out. "Both me and my brother Jose."

Each of them offered me a smile at the comment.

"Welcome to the school," Alicia muttered. "Or as I like to put as a mini jail."

"Ali really?" Rosa groaned.

"You know that I don't like it here," She replied. "I would much rather be in the comics' shop."

"Much like you rather be painting on the walls of a rebel who doesn't care." Kira joked back.

"Well I would rather be in the library reading my books," Rosa added. "what about you Toni where you rather be?"

"Well," I replied. "I would rather be the garage working on my art pieces."

"Really?" Kira question acting interested. "What kinds of art pieces?"

"Mostly metal," I replied.

"Cool," Rosa added.

(TL)

A loud and high pitched bell rang through the hallways meaning the day of school was over. Those three girls had helped me to feel happier and okay with being at the school, Jose was waiting for me at the main stairs that led into the school both of us waiting for Abuela.

"Where is she?" Jose questioned me as we both sat on the stairs.

"Have some hope that she will show up," I replied.

The loud and annoying car horn rang through the air around us, making me look up to see Abuela car driving towards us.

"About time." I heard Jose muttered.

"Hush," I replied under my breath grabbing my backpack and stood up.

Jose copied me, as Abuela pulled the old car to a stop in front of us.

"Sorry for being so late," She called as we climbed into the back. "This car is giving me trouble again."

The car gave a small cry as she started it again with her driving us from the school and headed back home.


Well that the end of chapter 2 more is coming please use Constructive criticism