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    Sharmen: I Gotta Go…

    Dana came jogging up, panting. Whats up Dane? I- took- stairs- need- need- Exercise? Carmen asked with a small chuckle. Dana clutched her sides and nodded. Were on the 11th floor! Shane exclaimed. Alice didnt seemed surprised, merely rolled her eyes and sat beside the two. Dana managed a shaky shrug as she panted. You are one crazy *****, Shane said lovingly. Dana smiled at her and took a seat. A doctor walked past. Shane tensed but he kept walking, her head hung. Carmen hummed in her ear and paint small circles on her back with her gentle fingertips. Shane relaxed again and slouched in the chair. Her fingers started jerking and pulling at her jeans. Carmen cocked an eyebrow and shook her head, knowing what Shane wanted. C, I need- You need a smoke, Carmen finished for her. Shane nodded sadly. But I dont want to leave. They, then need me, She whispered. Carmen looked at her thoughtfully then said Well if you really need one, go have one. If anything happens Ill send speedy over here to go get you. I wont let anything change without you knowing in 10 flat. Shane looked up at her and smiled and Carmen winked. Als and Dana were to into their conversation to hear, so Shane got up and snuck away quickly to the nearest exit.

    Chapter2

    She raised herself up with the utmost elegance, her hand lifted just behind her head. Swinging it forward almost majestically, the hit would have landed square on Shanes jaw. But her reactions were that of a cat, and she caught the hand midair, only infuriating the girl more. Dont, She whispered in the way only Shane could, quiet and soft, but demanding and unforgiving at the same time. Carmen tried not to let her face falter as she heard those words. But she couldnt help it. She groaned in agony and frustration, whipping her hand out from Shanes and turning on her heel. Shane caught her arm and pulled her back, accidentally overshooting how hard shed have to pull the latina’s curvaceous frame. Carmen slammed into Shanes chest, their breaths getting caught in their throats. The rush of blood to Shanes head must have stopped her thought process because she completely forgot what she had stopped Carmen for. Her mouth hung open in a very non-cool, very non-Shane act.

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    1. Corrections of your Spanish (I’m guessing that you used a translator and didn’t even take the time investigating):

      ‘Oh God. Come on, it’ll be fine my little neurotic worrier!’ in Spanish will be: “Oh Dios!. Vamos, estará bien mi pequeña neurótica preocupada”.

      Second, in this line: “Gall me Mercedes! Gome in, gome in!” is so wrong in so many levels… Spanish people tend to remark the “C”

      “This is Shane, hermanos… Yo! Atención, opinión hola usted fuckers!”
      I don’t know what you were trying to say here.

      “¿Su amigo atractivo tiene un novio?” in Spanish will be: “Tu amiga es atractiva, tiene novio?”

      “¡Infierno ningún usted!” (No idea what you were trying to say)
      “Ella está de límites” right way: “Ella esta fuera de limites”.

      “You’re my niño now!”
      Niño= boy
      Niña= girl

      “Carmella!” Names are the same in Spanish and Eglish, to say more, Carmen is a Spanish name. “What about that Paublo” Pablo will be the right way.

      For my Spanish credentials (so that you don’t think that I don’t know nothing), I was born and raised in Argentina and I’m a Spanish Literature professor (also an English Literature professor). If you ever need help just write, I’ll be glad to offer a hand and stop people from mangling my language.

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