I hurried home
feeling the running of time on me, when I left behind the crowded
city I started running. I had just wasted two hours in the
library all of that reading a historical fiction of Bonaparte's
last years at St. Helene. I had been caught by the title "Betsy
and the emperor" it was another version of my name, so my curious
hand longed to hold it and my eyes couldn't wait to know what was
graphed in the page of that book. I spent four hours reading it,
a little two hours plus the normal I spent in the library every
time after school. And lost in the book I totally forgot I was
the one preparing the family Tuesday Jeopardy.
When I arrived to
the front door, it was already 7 and I was breathing hard, I
opened the door and heard the bell ring. Matt had created that
bell in case someone entered without them opening.
"It is just me" I
said trying to make my breathing normal, and to make my little
voice loud enough for everybody to hear.
I walked into the
living room; dad and Matt were kneeled around the little table
male!" I said tickling my 5 year brother on his neck.
"Hey big male" I
said kissing dad, I hated when he let his beard grow, when you
kissed him it was like needles I wondered how mom felt about it.
"What are you guys doing?" I said sitting down on the
"We're trying to
make Matt's telescope stronger, so he can make a project about
"Mmm" I was going
to object saying that Matt was too young for it, but it was
always like that in my family, you had to be smart from when a
kid. I remembered the surprised look on my first grade teacher
when she asked us to share something about nature and I presented
the details of photosynthesis. I nodded "where is mom?"
"Still at work
honey" dad said, he was now looking trough the many contacts they
had added to the telescope, "almost done" he said to Matt who
smiled and asked if he could try it himself. "I don't think she
will make it for the jeopardy"
great because there is no jeopardy for tonight, I didn't prepare
it" dad looked at me his gaze asking what I was doing and of
course I knew his first thought was I had a boyfriend. "It's not
what you think daddy, I was just in the library, didn't realize
the time until they closed."
"You just spoiled
my evening, I had invited some friends over, but here" he said
getting up and looking through the books over the TV. He took a
hard drive" oh yeah! This,"
"What's it?" me
and Matt asked together,
"This is the
greatest thing ever, 100 questions designed and composed by dad
that's how he
called his second step father, the one that had cultivated in him
the hunger of knowledge; the same hunger he'd passed to me and
Matt and infected mom when they got married.
So the night went
really good, the Perez couple came over, a brilliant blonde lady
and his husband a Latino, always saying "oh you know this honey,
just concentrate". They said they had a kid my age; they were new
in town and were still looking for a school for him to attend. Of
course mom and dad told them about the school we were
"I feel sorry for
not bringing him; I didn't think you had kids his age. And the
poor boy, I bet he's bored alone at home" Mrs Megan Perez said
when we'd finished the half of the questions. They were really
"Why don't you
call him and tell him to come? Betsie can tell him more about
Hughes school" dad suggested.
Mrs Perez started
looking for her phone,
honey, I already dialled the number" Mr Roberto Perez said
winking at Megan-they had insisted I don't use their family
I drove to the
address Dad had just gave me, I had been in the home library
boring myself with the book I already knew the content. I hadn't
met anyone my age in this town, and the main discussion with the
friend's of mom who came home were "how was it in Mexico?" and I
would tell the normal tale of my life down there, always adding
to it as I retold. It annoyed me, I came here looking for a
country where I could feel like someone normal not a foreigner
and I received the same treatment here as I had in Mexico.
I knocked on the
door, a kid probably 7 or six opened the door only enough for me
to see his head.
"Are you a Perez?"
he asked, looking me up and down.
"Matt stop acting
like a jerk" her voice rang in my head generating a series of
rainbows before my eyes; her hands pulled the door, wide enough
for me to see her. She had dark brown hair, her eyes the same
colour. She pushed the kid away before looking up. "oh sorry,
sometimes he's just like that" she said smiling, I stared at her
face, the way her lips moved when she spoke, her eyes reflecting
kindness and something more, curiosity maybe? But nor the same I
saw in most of the people here, not curiosity about my
Our eyes met for a
moment and they spoke to each other, I didn't make sense of it at
first, nor did she give me time to think it through.
"Oh, come in" was
she blushing? I entered; she led me to the living room not
looking at me.
"OH! Hey, Juan" Mr
Evans said, I quickly made the association, surely she got the
same brown eyes and heavy eyebrows, so fresh so natural, it
wasn't Mr Evans face now before me it was hers.