• A Snowmans Tale pt 2 •

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Amelia and Alex were back at his apartment. Of course in Alex's room. They were on his bed talking about what they did in the arcade when Amelias phone vibrates on Alex's desk.

She walks towards the phone and picks it up to see a FaceTime call from Anna. Amelia turns the phone to Alex to show him.
"Don't tell her i'm here!" Alex says as she answers the call.

"Hey Anna wha-"
"You always have to ruin things for me" Anna yells out.
"Um... What?"
"You ruined my chances with Alex today"
"What're you talking about?" Amelia says as she turns to Alex who was eyeing her, "I didn't even talk to you or Alex at the arcade..."

"Yeah i know, but all Alex could talk about was you, he would always be looking at you. He payed me no attention at all, so can you like back off?"

"Listen loca, Alex is my best friend and he always will be." Amelia says to her.
Alex knew that what she was saying was right. They were bestfriends. Nothing more. But in some way, he wished different.

~

Alex and Amelia walked out of his room to spend time with his family when they hear,
"Yeah, i'm not gonna see him again" from Penelopes mouth.

"See who?" Alex curiously asked his Mother.

"You didn't want to give me the head up that he was here?" Penelope says to the two Latinas who sat across from her.

"Head up. Alex is here." Lydia says

"Wait why are you wearing Abuelita lipstick?" Alex asks eyeing the bright shade of her lips and turning to his bestfriend.

"Why do you even know that?" Amelia asks as she raises her eyebrows.

"It's scarlett sunrise, duh" Alex says, mocking his Abuelita accent. "And why are you all dressed up?"

"Alright, everybody, get out of here, so i can talk to Alex." Penelope says which the three follow.
Amelia walked to the hall with Elena.

"Where'd you and Papito end up going?"
"The arcade, we didn't really get to spend time together though. Which is okay coz i see him all the time."
"Why? Weren't you guys hanging out?"
"No, not really. Mario's back, so I spent time with him so we can catch each other up on our lives. Alex was with Anna."
"Who's Anna?" Elena asks as she puts her hands on her hips.
"I don't even know anymore. She's this idiota that goes to our school. I'll catch you up later" Amelia says as she walk into Alex's room and flops onto his bed.

~

Amelia eventually got bored in Alex's room and decided to go back home. As she exits his room, she jumps into someone.
"Ay, sorry Mija. I didn't see you there" Penelope says as she holds onto her shoulders.
Amelia smiles and goes to continue walking but gets stopped by Penelope.

"Qué pasa?
"Nothing, i'm just a bit tired"
"Come, sit down with me." Penelope says as she holds out her hand to Amelia and guides her to the living room.

"Is everything alright Ame? You know i'm always here if you need someone to talk to." Penelope reassures.
"Okay, okay. Tonight, I was with Mario at the arcade and Alex was with Anna. Then Anna called me and started attacking me because apparently I ruined her chances with Alex."
" Oh I see." she says in a smirk.
"What?"

"No nothing. But mija, do you have a crush on Alex?" she says raising her eyebrows.
The women's words made Amelia too raise her eyebrows.
"What? No, I- he's- No." she stutters as her cheeks start to blush a tint of pink, making Penelope chuckle.

"It's okay niña, It's normal to have a crush. After all these years you've known Papito, i'm not surprised."

"Well, okay i'll admit. Maybe i do kind of like him... But it seems to me that he likes Anna. Which is fine, but i don't know. I'm so confused" the girls rants as she rests her head into her hands.

Penelope removes the girls hands from her face, "Ame, I don't think you have anything to worry about. I know my Papito, and he has his eyes on someone else." Penelope says as she rubs her back on comfort.

The girl smiles at her and stand up for a hug.

~

translations
Niña- little one/ little girl
loca- crazy
idiota- idiot
mija- daughter
qué pasa- what's wrong

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