Wrong guy

I was happy it was my last year in high school i was happy, until the bad boy of the school started bothering me, he slept with all the girls, he was popular, and he was famous. He would do anything to get me to love him. But i hated him, i was the only one he hadn't slept with. He was a pig. i was never ever going to date him.


7. Tita

Stacey's P.O.V

 "Mija here's your laundry," smiled Tita as she walked in my room. "Thanks Tita," i sniffled. "What's wrong mija," "Nothing," i smiled. "Let's go out for dinner tonight," she smiled and petted my hair. "What time?" i asked i needed to get out and get my mind off drama. "right now," she laughed. "Alright i'll be ready in 30," I smiled.    "Mija, i have to tell you something," Tita said nervously. "Yes," i smiled. "I don't know how to say this, but i'm your real mother," she cried. I didn't know what to say, but i was relieved. "I don't know what to say, but i'm happy because that woman is bothering me," i smiled. "She's a gold digger she doesn't love your dad," she said laughing. "So Peter is my dad, he's part Mexican and British, right?" i asked Tita. "Yes, your dad had an affair with me and your mom felt bad for me, but she hates you," said Tita. "I know dad loves you not her Tita you're what 40 years old he's 40 too, she's 50 you're young you're beautiful, strong,and you have a big heart I love you mom," i smiled at her. I was proud to be her daughter.

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