I scanned an old lady's item and smiled at her.

"How's your day been ma'am?"

"It's been great! Thank you for asking. What about yours, hon?" said the lady

"It's been okay." I responded back, "It'll be twenty-seven dollars and nine cents."

She gave me the money and waved goodbye.

I waited for the next customer and it was a cholo with a teardrop tattoo.

He placed a carton of beers and some cigs, I grabbed them and scanned it.

"It'll be ten dollars. And for the cigs, six."

He pulled out a twenty and I grabbed changed.

"You live 'round here?" asked the cholo

"Yeah just a few blocks from here. Why?"

"Well, I'm having a party. For Los Santos. You mos def come." said the cholo

"I'll see." I smirked, "I'm (y/n)."

"Oscar," said Oscar leaving.

~

"Girl you're about to witness an actual cholo party!" gasped my best friend, Reina

"I can't believe all these years I've never seen him."

"Well hon you've been living in your room twenty-four-seven!" said Reina

I hushed her, "I need an outfit... How about this?"

(look at the pic...)

"Tu? En eso? (you? In that?)." said Reina

"Si porque? Esta feo? (yes why, is it ugly)"

"Hell no! It's hella hot. I've never seen you want to wear that." responded back Reina

"Well, maybe I want to show off to someone."

~

We arrived at the party, music and drunk people everywhere.

I walked inside the house and the smell of beer, weed instantly hit my nostrils.

"Are you sure you wanna be here?" said Reina

"Yeah. Do you want a beer?"

She nodded and I headed to the kitchen.

I saw the cooler and grabbed two beers when I bumped into someone.

"Aye perdon! (hey sorry)"

"Don't worry, mami." said a familiar voice

I looked up and the voice belonged to Oscar.

"Oh hey, Oscar. Nice party."

"Gracias. I see you got drinks already," smirked Oscar

"Yeah, I brought my best friend if you don't mind."

"Nah of course not. Quieres bailar (do you want to dance)?" asked Oscar

I nodded and headed to the floor.

We danced until we finally grew tired of the music.

"So eres el líder de Los Santos (you're the leader of the saints)?"

"Si pero no quiero platicar eso contigo (yes, but I do not want to talk about that with you)," said Oscar

I walked towards the hallway of his house, entering a room which seemed to be his.

"You got a blunt?" I asked, "I really need one."

He passed me on that he had on his ear, lighting it he took the first smoke, then me.

"Eres muy guapa (you are very beautiful)..." whispered Oscar into my ear making the hairs behind my back stand up

Finally, we broke the tension and our lips began their desire, kiss by kiss turned into clothing being ripped off.

~

The next morning, I woke up to a stranger's naked body, it was Oscar. Last night's memories came flooding back into me. I had hooked up with the leader of Los Santos.