Research Paper On Quinceanera

I was just a young man in high school. When my life changed dramatically. It all started when Marie asked me to be in her quinceanera. Like a good friend I said yes (worst mistake I have ever done). As time progressed so did the day practice began. It was a sunny day I walked out of my car to see the people I will be working with during the quinceanera as I walk in the gate I’m greeted by 5 people two of them I know three were complete strangers. As we all started to get to know each other, we were introduced to the choreographer Pedro. Second practice comes and I see two new people one male the other female. As time progressed I start to gain somewhat feelings for one of the damas (Angeline). As me and Angeline begin to talk I felt this

As we continuously talked, the others continuously gave me dirty looks. When one of the damas yelled “Look it, now he’s trying to get at your cousin Marie”. They all laughed and made me and my partner feel uncomfortable. “The day of the fifteen is almost here and we still don't have all of the steps right” yells the choreographer. As we practiced that whole week for hours me and Jessica continued to talk, and the others continued to talk trash as if I weren’t there. The day of the fifteen came. After we finished the church, like most fifteens we went inside a limo. As we were in the limo Jessica sat next to me and we began to talk. As we continued to talk I felt the urge to put my arm around her (because we were squished) my urges became stronger and stronger until I finally did it; put my arm around her. To me that meant nothing a lot of friends put their arm around each other I thought, but the others thought otherwise. Time flew by while we were in the limo as if just a second ago we were in it and now the driver is dropping us off at the hall