EXPECTATIONS

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j a c k s o n

"dude, c'mon," i said through the phone. "please?"

"i don't know, jackson," aurora sighed. "i don't really feel like going to a party this week."

"just admit you're lame and move on." i teased.

"fuck off," she grumbled. "you know, i think it's best you stay away from parties this year."

"well, i think it's best if you just come with me. if you come to this one, i won't make you come to any more."

she was silent for a moment. "you promise?"

"yes, i promise, 'rora. you have my word."

"fine," she sighed. "i'm sneaking out for this, so you owe me big time. also, you've gotta come pick me up, 'cause i don't feel like driving."

"yeah, whatever." i rolled my eyes.

"i'll see you in a bit." she told me.

"see ya."

i slipped my phone into my pocket. momma and mami had fallen asleep an hour or so ago, but i was still quiet as i made my way downstairs. i quietly took my keys off the holder, then walked outside, softly closing the door.

my parents aren't really strict. they pretty much have a 'do whatever' philosophy when it comes to most things.

they just have high expectations for me. their expectations are pretty hard to live up to. it's actually kinda depressing.

how do they expect me to be as great as they are when mami is famous and one of the world's greatest artists, and momma makes movies?

thankfully, the engine for my car wasn't loud, so i was able to start it up without waking them. i started driving to aurora's house. once i was there, i shot her an 'i'm here' text.

i waited and watched as she walked around to the front, passenger seat. i raised an eyebrow at the small glare on her face. "you good?"

"i don't wanna go." she complained.

"why not?" i asked as i started driving to the party.

"because you always get wasted and leave me and ximena to take care of you." she rolled her eyes.

"that's only happened a few times," i mumbled. "but hey, ximena took an uber there, so she's gonna be our designated driver. you could get drunk too, tonight."