We were screaming so loud that it was heard throughout the block, it even was heard over the blasting music. I could see the wall, and we were going to crash with it! “Oh God, my mom will kill me!” were all of our thoughts. How was it that we got in this mess? Oh, right, now I remember!
It all started when my aunt drop us on a quincianera. “Stay in the party, and don’t go to ‘dar la vuelta’!” my aunt had said. My cousin, Dani, and I went inside to search for our friends. When we entered, the valz was starting, so we went upstairs to watch it. There we found Karen, Karla, Dulce, and other friends. To be honest, the valz was boring, and long. So we as in Dani, Karen, Karla, Dulce, and me- decided to go somewhere else for a little while. “Karen has the car, why not we go to ‘dar la vuelta’ for like 30 minutes, and then we come back?” I suggested and everyone agreed.
So, we sneaked out of the party and get on Karen’s car. “What if our moms see us in the Paseo?” I asked Dani, “well my parents are at Andrea’s house, and I think yours too” “yeah that’s true, and they won’t go anywhere else until they run out of food or drinks” we laughed while getting in the car. “Sorry for the mess in the backseat” Karen told us. Karen, Dulce, and Karla were sitting in the front, in that order, Karen in front of the wheel, while Dani and I were on the backseat. We roll down the windows, put the music to the loudest, and speed off to the Paseo! We were ‘dando la vuelta’ when Dani’s mom start calling and sending alerts to our Nextels! Dani start to panic and told us to go to the party. “There take that street! It’s a shortcut!” she half-yelled, half-instructed Karen.
We were going really fast, when out of nowhere Dulce yelled “STOP!” I think it was because she saw a stop sign, but the bad thing was that she yelled in Karen’s ear. “What?!” Karen asked, it was obvious Dulce scared her, because she turn the car, without stepping in the brakes might I add, and we get in a empty lot....