Hate That I Love You (Completed)

Prologue

( 8 year old Meechiee and Caleb)

"Mamá can we go to the park now!?" I begged.

"Sí Meechiee calm down." She scolded.

I sat on her bed watching her comb her long thick black hair. We have the same hair and olive skin tone even though she's Mexican. She tans alot.

I played with the straps on my white sandals while she finished getting dress.

"Princesa!" My daddy smiled coming into the room.

"Hola papi." I said running and jumping into his arms.

"Hows daddy's niña?" He asked carrying me back to the bed.

"Good. Mama taking me to the park."

"That sounds fun. Hola hermosa." he said speaking to madre.

"Hola meil (hello honey)." She smiled straightening out her dress.

I looked at my madre and padre.

"Papi am I blaxican?" I asked.

He looked at me like I'd lost my mind.

"Are you what?" He asked confused.

"Tara at school said because you're black and mommy's Mexican that means im blaxican."

"Well technically you are half black and half mexican so yes you are blaxican." He replied saying the word funny.

"So when people ask that's what I tell them?"

"I guess you could or you could just say you're mixed." He shrugged.

"How come I have your brown eyes but mamá's hair and my skin tone is different?"

Papi busted out laughing.

"Because niña bonita (pretty little girl) you're a mixture of us both."

"Meechiee you ready hermosa?" Mama called from the bathroom.

"Sí mama." I called as she came out of the bathroom.

"Adiós papá." I said kissing his cheek.

I waited for them to kiss then I pulled her out the room.

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Once we got to the park the first thing I got on was the swings; my favorite.

"¿Quieres que te empuje? (Do you want me to push you?)" She asked sitting on the bench.

She knows I'm gonna say no that's why she sat down.

"No gracias mami lo tengo. (No thank you mommy I got it.)" I yelled jumping onto the swing next to a brown haired boy.

I looked over and he was looking at me. He had really pretty light blue eyes.

"What?"

"What are y'all saying?" He said crinkling his nose.

"We're speaking Spanish. She asked if I wanted her to push me and I told her no I got it."

"You're speaking Spanish but your black."

"Im half mexican."

"Oh that's cool. I'm Caleb." he smiled.

"Meechiee." I smiled back.

"What's your real name?"

"Meechiee Garcia."

"So that's really your name? Meechiee?"

"Uh yes. Why?"

"I don't know it's just kinda weird." he shrugged.

"I know. Wanna play with me?"

"Yeah sure."

We went and played on the jungle gym and went down the slides repeatedly. Caleb climbed the colorful rock climbing wall. I only made it half way up because I'm scared of heights. Then we finally ended up in the giant sand box making horrible sand castles.

"Meechiee vamos es hora de ir. " My mom yelled.

"What'd she say?" Caleb asked

"She said its time for me to go."

"When's the next time we can play?"

"Where's your mom?" I asked

He pointed to a dark haired lady sitting next to my mom.

"Come on." I said grabbing his hand and pulling him towards our mothers.

"Mami es Caleb. Es mi nuevo amigo. ¿Cuándo podemos jugar juntos orta vez? (Mommy this is Caleb. He's my new friend. When can we play together again?)" I asked in Spanish.

She talked to his mother about it while me and Caleb walked behind them. To our separate cars.

"I had fun today." He smiled.

"Me too. ¿ Va a see my mejor amigo?" I asked

"I don't speak Spanish MeMe." He said in a duh tone.

"I said will you be my bestfriend?" I asked shyly.

"Yeah."

"Like forever. Promise?" I asked seriously.

"Promise." He smiled wrapping his pinky around mine.

And that's how it all started.