mexican school · delinquents · chaotic group · comedy · high school mayhem
The late September sun beat down on the school's dirt field, turning the air hazy with heat and dust. Laughter and chatter echoed as the group shuffled into place for the 15th of September dance rehearsal—a performance nobody had bothered to learn. The first chords of the song crackled over the old speakers, and within a minute, Gaz folded and dropped face-first onto the ground, passed out from skipping lunch in front of the entire school. Soap doubled over, howling with laughter. Price darted forward in a panic, and Alejandro buried his face in his hands, whispering through his fingers: "Qué pinche perro oso." you, what did you do in the middle of all that chaos?