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RECAP

Selena has a full on scholarship to University of Maryland

Just hold on, Selena's going home (goooooooing hoOoooOome)

She met a man named Ganja Weeds who taught her a simple yet important life lesson.

She surprised Bianca with a visit to her house.

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Selena~

POW !

"Jesus Christ !!" I hollered from my slumber. Something hit me, literally almost scaring the shit outta me.

I was abouta swing a Muhammed Ali-Mike Tyson-Floyd Mayweather-Sharkeisha-Shovel Girl-punch but through my (blurry) vision I saw the outline of a girl.

"Ugh, Bianca what the hell" I grunted while trying to find my glasses in the process.

"C'mon batch, I want an explanation from you. I made breakfast come on and hurry up" A smile creeped on my face hearing Bianca sass me. It's been months since she's called me "batch" to my face.

With a swift shuffle onto my butt, I was seated up right with my hands laying casually on my propped up knees.

Over the years, Bianca's room has changed so much. Her now amethyst walls used to be the brightest shade of hot pink. Once we hit the 5th grade she said she wanted to (and I quote)

"Stop being a little girl. She's a 5th grader now, time for big changes"

Transitioning from 5th grade to 6th grade meant big changes for her. New hairstyle, new wardrobe, new room color. And for me ? Oh you bet I changed along with her.

That summer I got a new pair of glasses !

And for everything else I was basically the same. Same baggy clothes, same ponytail, same room structure, but different glasses >:)

I silently snickered to myself. My eyes scanned around the room a little more and caught the attention of an old wrinkly poster.

Now I actually laughed out loud (lol 😂). The memory flooded my mind like it was a movie replaying in my mind.

We were 7th grader fetus Belena (Bianca + Selena duh) and B was in the midst of doing a Spanish project that was due the next day. Being the person I am, I was nagging her on and on about not doing the work yet still helping in the process. We were rushing and scrambling to find all the pictures for the poster, and out of no where her little sister, Brigitta, comes into the room.

"Gosh Brigitta, get out !!" her voice whipped like a belt to a rowdy child. Yet for some reason I guess Brigitta grew some balls and stayed put.

"No ! It's my room too and I wanna be in here !" Brigitta sassed back. At the time she was a 5th grader but she would never really talk to Bianca like that.

"Brigitta !" Bianca was now standing over her little sister clutching a pair of safety scissors in her hand.

To put this in the most simplest way possible:

Bianca has anger issues and her little sister is one of the main reasons.

Out of reflex I automatically snatched the scissors out of her hand. She whipped her head back at me just to get a silent head shake "no".

Brigitta smirked a winning smirk and folded her arms. Her voice creaked up in a cockily tone, "Yeah listen to your master"

Bibi's face turned the most violent shade of rage red. The rest of the story replayed in my mind in slow motion.

She let out a frustrated scream, threw a punch aiming for her sister's head but hit the wall because her sister had fast reflexes and moved out the way. Next thing you know all you see is all of us, dead silent, staring at Bianca, with the most astonished faces

With her fist through the wall.

From the window the sound of a very distinct car pulling up to the complex. Brigitta ran off like a rocket.

B and I looked at each other reciting the words in unison,

"Oh shit"

She began freaking out,

"Oh shit ! Oh shit ! What am I gonna do ? What am I gonna do ?? Selena ! They're gonna take me out of the swim team !!!"

"Well first get your freaking hand out of the wall !!" I shouted back. I had a quick fool proof plan.

Now to make a long story short, she took her hand out of the wall and it was bleeding around the knuckles area. So I came up with a plan. I took the blood rubbed it all over the bottom of my shoe, hurried and grabbed her blank Spanish project poster paper, scribbled a cheesy best friend forever portrait and taped it over the hole like a casual poster.

The end results ?

When her parents walked in, it looked like I had accidentally stepped on her hand, she fake cried, her hand was bleeding, yadda yadda. And to this day we were never caught !

"C'mon batch ! We don't have all day !" shouted Bianca breaking me from my revere.

I once again laughed to myself,

"Shut up batch ! I'm coming"

My nose directed my whole body to the ambrosial smell of coffee. The nose never deceives because when I turned the corner to the kitchen, it was right in Bianca's hand.

My eyes flustered shut and a smile spread like the butter I was planning to spread on some toast (if they had any bread anyway).

"Yes ! Bibi thaaaaaaaank y-"

"Shush ! Don't thank me now. I want answers first"

The smile on my face dropped to a disgusted scowl. Oh well, at least I get some coffee. I sat on one side of the glass table while she sat on the other.

She picked a piece of lint off her t-shirt and turned her full attention towards me.

"Explain batch"

"Explain what ?"

"I don't know, how you coincidentally showed up at my doorstep the night before Formal"

Formal was basically the prom of GHS. Every student, club, or team would start raising money from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. This year they'd planned to do it at rich senior's parent's reception ballroom named Dale Billiard. His parent's and another family both own a company that owns area that can have receptions and other events taken place.The school really only approved of it so there wasn't extra money spent on renting the place. We mainly fun raised for food and servants.

"Oooh, formal's tonight ?" I asked in a high pitched sarcastic tone, "I forgooooot"

She sat up and pointed a finger at me, "Fuck you and your sarcasm"

"Yup fuck me and my sarcasm. Fuck it real good" I grinned deviously and room a sip of my coffee, but immediately spit it right back out into the cup.

"Ugh Bianca ! What the fuck ?!?!"

She smiled innocently and just tilted her head, "What ?"

"This coffee's black !"

"Yup, just like I like my men" A sinister grin arched onto her face.

"Fuck you and your sarcasm"

"Touché"

Now the idea of morning coffee didn't sound so appetizing. But according to my body, right at that second my stomach had to growl and turn like a Killer Whale's mating call. We both looked at my stomach at each other back at my stomach then back at each other.

"Now batch, I have a proposition" she folded her arms, "For every explanation I'll add a pack of sugar to your coffee.

"And if I don't explain ?"

"Then you'll drink your coffee black"

I sighed deeply and connected my hazel eyes to her brown ones.

"I want my three packs of sugar and two hazelnut creamers"

Before I knew it three sugar packs and two hazelnut creamers were by her kicked up feet.

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After about an hour or so I finally confessed it all to Bianca. On the bright side I got my drink my coffee the way I wanted.

Now it was an hour before formal, Bibi and I had all the plan ready to be put in action.

Bianca had on a Tumblr type of dress with a white strapless rope and sky blue bottom. I myself had similar strapless navy blue dress with a gold belt around the waist.

"Ready to go ?" she asked me before we entered the car.

I nodded my head silently and looked up deeply into the night sky.

Show time.

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