Mosquita y Mari Page #3

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Well, maybe I should say yes.

Why not?

If you don't want me to,

I won't.

I already told you what I think.

Yeah, but-

Who cares? Just say yes.

I got real things

to be thinking about.

Not that dumb kid sh*t.

- Mari!

- What!

Don't forget about

the final on Monday.

Yes.

I'm sorry.

Ok! All your books, notes,

backpacks under your desks.

Nothing but pens, pencils,

and calculators out.

Just relax. You'll all do great.

Ok! Everyone with a test,

you may begin!

You may begin.

(Students chattering)

Hi, how are you?

Every Saturday night...

Come on, man. Hurry up.

Perv.

Join us every Saturday night.

Mari!

Hey!

Hey!

(knocking on door)

(School bell rings)

Mr. G, can I take

Mari's final to her?

Sorry, Yolanda. Not a final.

She's gonna have

to come get it herself.

Thanks, Mr. G.

Good work!

No!

My love.

(loud music plays,

kids laughing)

Scoot over, Yoli.

I like this song!

Yoli, you're gonna

start again

with that

holy santita bullshit?

No, I've done it before.

Well, then hit it!

It was different.

Come on, a joint is a joint.

(All sounds fade away

leaving only music )

What's wrong?

Stop the car. Stop the car!

What the hell, Yoli!

Look, stop!

It's ok, dude. Ok?

Just on a trip.

Just get back in the car.

You'll feel much better!

- Just shut up, Cuata!

- I'm walking home.

Yoli, don't be like that.

- Alright, then go!

- I will!

You know, it's not like

we give a sh*t!

Good! Cuz I don't

give a sh*t either!

Let's just go, Cuata.

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