Chapter 8 - A School Day of Embarassment

Rodolfo pushed his son and his friend out the door. “now get to school!” he said smiling. Manny just rolled his eyes, Frida laughed. “be good at school son!” Rodolfo shouted, and Manny and Frida leisurely walked to school. “man, I wish you’re dad wasn’t so eager to hear about you school day.” Frida started, “then we could just skip school forever.” She hit him with her elbow. “yeah. But that’s my dad for you.” The two made it to school horrible late, but that wasn’t new. In fact, nothing was new the whole morning, but something did happen at lunch.
“I can’t believe you made me say that I love you. I could have just sat there, and you would have known anyways.” Frida acknowledged, biting into her school taco. “would you shush up about that? We can’t have anyone hear that we love each other.” Manny pointed at him, then Frida. “not like anyone listens to out conversations. We can say anything, and no one would hear us, no matter if we’re talking about robots, or aliens, or loving each other.” Frida acknowledged. Manny heard whispering behind him right after Frida finished her sentence. He turned, and there stood three guys laughing uncontrollably. Manny turned back, hoping it was nothing. The three guys showed up at the table they were sitting at. They looked the two eaters. The leader just smiled, and glanced at Manny and Frida, as the other two behind him just laughed. Manny looked at them. “what?” he asked. The two burst out laughing. “Manny and Frida sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!” the first guy mocked. Manny’s face scrunched up with anger, and he blushed. “shut up!” he shouted. The three just laughed uncontrollably. Manny just went back to his lunch. “first comes love, then comes marriage, then comes Manny jr. in a baby carriage!” the three said simultaneously. They just hollered laughter. Frida just looked at Manny, they were both blushing, but Manny seemed mad that them. “watch out you three! If you get Manny angry, he’s gonna pull out some El Tigre moves on you!” Frida shouted. “oh now Frida Rivera is talking. Nice ring to the name actually.” The leader mocked. They continued to laugh. “she’s not kidding.” Manny said, looking at them. “or maybe Manny Suarez.” One of the other guys said, rubbing his chin. The others agreed. Frida blushed. She looked over at Manny, who had his hands on his belt. He was angry, blushing, and steam was gonna come outta his ears. Frida grabbed his arm. She shook her head. He calmed down a little, and turned back facing the table. He glared at the three bullies. “don’t you have some nerd to throw in a locker?” he asked, madly. “that’s not as fun as mocking you two lovers.” The third guy said. The leader nodded. “listen up buttheads! We don’t like you coming to our lunch table, and making fun of us! So why don’t you stupid soggy churros get the heck out of here, and jump in a volcano!” Frida said, standing up, and pointed at the volcano. The leader just scoffed, and walked away. Frida panted, and sat down. She drank her milk. Manny just sat there, mouth open. “you stood up against the school bullies, and you don’t even have super powers.” Manny said, astonished. Frida looked up. She set her milk down. “hey, they were bugging you. And I’m the machoest. I’m just awesome like that.” Frida said, shrugging. “you realize their probably gonna tell everyone, right?” Manny asked. Frida nodded. “of course. Today’s gonna be a long day.” She said sighing.

Huge amounts of laughter filled the hall as Manny and Frida walked threw it side-by-side. They stuck to each other like glue, which of course, made it horribly worse. The whole school just laughed. Some mocked, some just laughed, some drew out what their children would look like. But everyone wasn’t really amazed by this. They were so in sync. They laughed at the same jokes, they knew what the other one was thinking, they practically lived in the same house already. They constantly got their last names changed. Manny Suarez, or Frida Rivera. That was the poll of the day. They finally got to their lockers, and stuck their books in them. Some kids laughed as they walked by. Manny slammed his door shut. “I’m getting tired of this. My name is Manny Rivera. I don’t have a child yet, and so what if we like each other? What’s up with them caring so much?” Manny screamed. Frida closed her locker. She frowned. “I dunno. It’s getting on my nerves too. There’s nothing wrong with friends liking each other.” She said, walking up to Manny’s back. He turned quickly, and they stood super close. Their noses almost touched. People who were right across of them, whipped their cell phones out, and took a picture. The two stepped back, blushing. “great. I feel famous. With all the paparazzi.” Manny said, annoyed. Frida nodded, crossing her arms. “only we’re not famous. Just the laughing stock of the school.” Frida said, rolling her eyes. Once they got out of their last class, the two walked out of the school. A nerd ran up to them. “hey, can I get the happy couple’s picture?” he asked, holding out his cell phone. Manny glared at the boy, and continued walking. Frida followed, sticking her tongue out at the nerd. She caught up with Manny. They pushed threw the crowds, and finally were walking home with now people. “ugh. I don’t want it to like this tomorrow.” Manny said. Frida glanced at this jacket hood. There stood a little paper. “hey, got somein’ in your hood.” Frida said, jumping a little, and grabbing it. It had a boy with mixed skin color, brown kinda long hair, brown eyes, rosed freckled cheeks, sunglasses on his head. He also wore a jacket like Manny’s, a white shirt. An El Tigre belt, black jeans, and white pantera’s boots. It said Manuel Jr. at the bottom. Frida scoffed. “I have to say it’s the best Manny Jr. I’ve seen today.” She said. Manny grabbed the paper, and eyed it. “he’s got your hair.” He said poking the paper. Frida looked at it. Frida looked at it. “nah, he’s got your hair.” “it’s not curly.” “nah, but it’s brown.” “yeah but it’s got the little flips like yours.” Manny said, flipping Frida’s. Frida just smiled. “but he’s got your eyes.” Frida said, pointing at the paper. “he’s got your cheeks.” “he has your goofy teeth.” “he’s got your smile” “he had your belt.” “yeah, but why does it have a ‘W’ on it?” he asked, pointing at the drawn belt. Frida shrugged. “oh here. it says ‘White Tigre.’ She said, pointing at a line of scribbles. “no wonder, look he has my dad’s boots.” Manny said, hitting the paper with the back of his hand. Before the two could observe their son anymore, they appeared at Manny’s house. They opened the door, the paper rolled up in Manny’s hand. “hello Manny! How was you’re day? Was it good?” “or was it evil?” “neither guys. It kinda sucked.” Manny passing them. “what are you holding?” his father asked. “it’s nothing.” Manny quickly said, he thrashed the paper behind him. Frida walked over and grabbed it from his back. “show me.” Rodolfo said, extending his hand. Manny whipped his hands out. “see dad nothing!” Rodolfo’s gaze turned to Frida. He curled up his fingers, then uncurled them, requesting the paper. Frida reluctantly handed it to him. He unrolled it, and looked at the young child on the paper. “who is this?” Rodolfo asked, not taking his eyes off the paper. Manny sighed. “he’s supposed to be Manny Jr.” Rodolfo squinted at the writing. “what happened at school today?” he asked. “well some bullies overheard Frida talking about how I made her say I love you Manny, and then they made-“ “you two said that?” Rodolfo cut in. Frida nodded. “yeah why?” A huge clown sized grin grew on Rodolfo’s face. “I can’t believe my little mijo is loving girls already!” Rodolfo said, getting up, and hugging his son tightly. Frida poked his arm. “about our day again?” she crossed her arms. “oh right.” “they began to make fun of us, then they told everyone. Everyone began mocking us, or laughing, or even drawing what our children would look like.” Frida said pointing at the paper Rodolfo was still holding. “so this is what someone thinks your two’s son will look like.” Rodolfo said, looking at the drawing again. “well, if we get married, and you know…” Manny said drowning off. Frida just blushed. “well I see you two had a hard day. Hopefully it will be better tomorrow.” Rodolfo said, sighing. Frida grabbed the paper from him. Manny walked away, and Frida followed.
“he had my boots.” Rodolfo said to his father.
“so?”
“well, I never thought of passing my boots down.”
“well everyone did in shour family Rodolfo.”

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I had a TON of fun making fun of the two. K-I-S-S-I-N-G! I used a character design that another El Tigre fan made up for the child. *BlackEraser on Deviantart* Rodolfo... you scare me...x3

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