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    Sharmen: I Gotta Go…

    Chapter 3

    Carmen sipped her soup, her legs curled under her. Her head lolled back on the couch, chewing lazily. She hadnt slept a wink last night, she made herself think about everything except what she really wanted to think about Shane. She couldnt understand why she felt this deep sense of betrayal when she saw her at the club with some blonde chippy. But she had felt it just the same, and that made her mad. So she stayed up the entire night not  thinking about it, because she kept telling herself that it hadnt bothered her as much as it had. The bell rang above the door of the planet, but Carmen didnt even open an eye to see who it was, she struggled to keep her mouth moving up and down and her throat swallowing.

    Spoon in, tilt flat, reach up, open mouth, chew, swallow. Thats what she had been doing for the past 10 minutes until she felt her body weight tip to the centre of the couch, she peeled an eyelid upwards and stared at her new companion. She closed it tight again and didnt even have the courtesy to groan inward.

    She sighed exasperatedly, got up- with her eyes still closed- and started shuffling her feet over to another chair, to tired to actually bend her knees. Shane laughed and got up, she touched her arm firmly but softly at the same time, to keep her from going any farther. You dont have to leave can we talk? No. I was stupid, its your choice- who- *****, Carmen managed to speak actual English but she missed some words in between as her feet started shuffling back to the couch slowly. No, No. I think I need to tell you some things. Carmen managed to open a sleepy eye and she cocked an eyebrow at this invitation. Reluctantly still, she sat down and lounged thankfully into the puffy couch cushions.

    Ive been burned before, and I dont do relationships anymore- Instead you just do random chicks, Carmen said as if she wasnt even aware she had said it in her almost comatose state. Shane smiled, even though she was tired, she still had her fiery tongue. When she thought of that particular tongue, she shivered, and she was at once, glad that Carmen was nearly half asleep.

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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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