Her mom always had to be at her dry-cleaning store by 7 a.m., and Marisol and Gabby drove to high school together. Which left Jenna in charge of her loco little brothers and getting them all out the door for the elementary school bus pickup. “You need to put your sneakers on!” she said, chasing Ricky around the living room. “I don’t wanna wear shoes,” he cried, as Jenna tried to wrestle his purple high-tops onto his feet. “Ricky, venga ya!” she shouted. “Give me a break!” Jenna did her best to double-knot the laces so they stayed put. “Can we please go to school now?” She sighed. “The bus will leave without us!” Ms. Heller had mentioned she was handing out assignments for their community friends project this morning, and Jenna wanted to get a good one. “I don’t wanna go to school,” Ricky said, kicking his feet. “It’s not fun.” “Kindergarten is tons of fun.”
