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JOSEFINA SAT AT THE COUNTER EATING HER CIRCLE. With a gentle sway in her step, Estefina gracefully entered the kitchen, a warm smile playing on her lips. "Hey, Dulce niña," she greeted Josie, whose attention was instantly drawn her way. "Buenos días, mamá," replied Josie, reciprocating the morning warmth.
TRANSLATION; sweet girl
good morning, mama
Estefina casually dropped her purse onto the kitchen counter, the soft jingle of keys resonating as they made contact. Leaning forward, she shared with Josefina, "We have new Vecina de al lado, una de ellas es tu edad." Josefina's curiosity sparked, and she raised an eyebrow, eager to learn more about their new neighbors.
TRANSLATION; next door neighbor, one of them is your age.
Caught in a moment of uncertainty, Josie stuttered, "Girl... or g-guy?" Her eyes held a mix of curiosity and intrigue. Estefina gracefully circled the kitchen counter, her motherly warmth evident as she planted a tender kiss on Josie's forehead. "Girl. I met her mom, she wants you two go la arcada y colgar. Estaba pensando que podrías mostrarle los alrededores." Estefina suggested, her fingers delicately brushing through Josie's hair, the suggestion hanging in the air like a promise of newfound friendship.
TRANSLATION; to go the arcade and hang. I was thinking you could show her around.
Josie clicked her tongue. "I guess," she mumbled, a hint of reluctance in her tone. Estefina sighed, "I'll see you tonight. I'll be home by ocho o nueve en punto esta noche," she informed Josie. Despite her reservations, Josie plastered a smile on her lips and nodded in acknowledgment.
TRANSLATION; eight or nine o' clock tonight.
Estefina gracefully retrieved her purse and keys, crossing the threshold towards the door. Before stepping out, she turned to Josie, blowing a tender kiss her way. Josie sighed with a touch of melancholy, pushing herself off the chair and hoisting her backpack onto her shoulders. As she ventured outside, her eyes were soon captivated by a lively redhead, courageously trying to navigate the skateboard on the neighborhood street.
Josie found herself utterly captivated. The redhead was nothing short of breathtaking, radiating a magnetic allure that drew her in. With each step down her porch, Josie marveled at the girl who seemed to embody beauty and grace. The Cortez lips gently parted as she closed the distance. The redhead, lost in a world of music with headphones on, eventually felt the subtle approach. Josie cleared her throat, prompting the redhead to turn and raise her eyebrows. "Yes?" she replied, her expression unamused, yet a curious tension lingered in the air.
Josefina grappled with the language barrier, attempting to bridge it with a hesitant question. "¿Arcada?" she inquired, her hand meeting her forehead in a swift facepalm as she realized the English equivalent eluding her. Frowning, she met the confused gaze of the redhead, sensing the challenge of conveying her intention in a language not entirely her own.
TRANSLATION; Arcade?
The redhead folded her arms across her chest. "What's your name?" she asked, displaying genuine interest. Josie, tilting her head slightly, stammered, "N- Name?" Her eyes widened as the redhead nodded. "I- I don't..." she trailed off, struggling with the words. The realization dawned on the redhead – this was the girl her mom mentioned, still grappling with English. Trying to assist, Max suggested, "Um... Name. You. Birth name?" Josie formed an 'o' shape with her mouth, grasping for the right words.
"Mi nombre es Josefina, pero me hago llamar Josie," she introduced herself, unaware that she had inadvertently switched to Spanish. Max blinked, patting her lips as she processed the unexpected linguistic twist.
TRANSLATION; My name is Josefina, but I call myself Josie.
Josie's cheeks flushed a subtle red as Spanish slipped through once again. Clearing her throat, she stammered, "My... My... name-name... Josefina. I go by Josie," a visible effort to transition into English. Max, the redhead, nodded in understanding, sharing, "I'm Maxine, but I don't like it, so I go by Max." Josie's grin widened, and she couldn't contain her excitement. "I know! I understood!" she exclaimed with a small, delighted squeal, the breakthrough in communication bringing a sense of accomplishment.
Max furrowed her eyebrows, her gaze softening with amusement. Giggling, she questioned, "Did you mean Arcade earlier?" Josie nodded with a genuine grin, and Max found the mix-up endearing. Smirking, Max leaned in a bit, asking, "Favorite game?"
Josie met her gaze with a playful smirk of her own, confidently stating, "Dig-Dug." Max, hands on her hips, responded, "You're definitely going to be my best friend." Josie chuckled warmly, replying, "Best friend!" With infectious enthusiasm, she threw her arm around Max, solidifying the newfound bond between them.
Max couldn't help but conceal a smile as she asked, "Do you skateboard?" Josie, stepping back and disentangling her arm from Max, looked genuinely puzzled. "Skateboard?" she questioned, her gaze shifting to the skateboard that Max pointed at. Josie nodded in recognition. "Patineta."
Max's eyes widened in surprise. "Do you?" she asked eagerly, curiosity sparkling in her eyes. However, Josie shook her head, revealing that skateboarding wasn't within her repertoire of skills.
"Looks like I'm gonna teach you then," Max declared, playfully nudging Josie in the side. Josie rolled her eyes with a playful smirk. "Okay, chica," she muttered, and Max's face blushed slightly at the term. Stuttering, Max replied, "Ye-Yeah. Uhm... Let's go to the Arcade. I can have my stepbrother... to drive us," she suggested. Josie shrugged her shoulders, responding casually, "Sure."
Max attempted to enlist her stepbrother's help, but he declined, citing other commitments. Undeterred, she sought assistance from her mom, who agreed to drive them to the Arcade.
At the Arcade, Josie and Max were immersed in a heated battle, their eyes fixed on the screen as they deftly navigated the Dig Dug maze. Josie held the lead, but Max was close behind. Suddenly, Josie's character found herself cornered by enemies. Swiftly, Max took action, skillfully blasting the adversaries with his trusty pump, freeing Josie's character. United, they pressed on, determined to conquer the maze, beat their high scores, and emerge victorious. In the end, Max claimed the win under the name MADMAX, while Josie secured second place as FIRECEJOSIE.
Josie groaned, frustration evident as she threw her head back. "You derrotar me!" she declared, stomping her foot with folded arms. Max giggled, teasing, "Too bad. We'll have a rematch again one day, darling," and she winked at Josie. Josie, caught off guard, blinked at her with a soft gaze. Her heart raced, and butterflies fluttered in her stomach. Conflicted thoughts swirled—why was she feeling this way? Should she even like girls? But then again, she wasn't exactly normal; superpowers did set her apart.
TRANSLATION; to defeat
"You got me there, Sunshine..." Josie stammered, the endearing nickname a nod to the warmth of Josie's hair. Max couldn't help but feel a flutter in her stomach, a sensation she tried to shake off, not expecting her thoughts to drift towards a potential future between them. Glancing at the clock on the wall, Max remarked, "It's getting late. My mom should be here soon to get us," bringing their shared moments at the Arcade to a close. Josie nodded in agreement, a mixture of emotions lingering in the air.
Josie heard the honking from Max's stepbrother's car, and Max mentally cursed herself. "Shit... Uhm, my stepbrother, Billy. He's here to bring us home... He's... ugh, what's the word... Not the nicest," Max explained briefly. Josie tilted her head to the side with a frown, expressing her confusion. "No understand," she replied.
Max sighed, "Yeah, okay... I apologize if Billy says anything rude to you, okay?" Josie nodded quickly, still looking a bit confused. Billy honked his car louder, signaling their need to leave. "Okay, we gotta go," Max declared, taking Josie's hand and intertwining their fingers. With a tug on Josie's arm, Max swiftly pulled her outside, bracing for the encounter with her less-than-friendly stepbrother.
Max took the front passenger seat, and Josie settled into the back. Luckily, Billy kept to himself, grumbling as he drove swiftly. The car ride remained awkwardly quiet, but it served its purpose. Max and Josie bid their goodbyes, and later, Josie slid into her bed, pulling the blanket over herself. Closing her eyes, she rolled onto her side, thoughts of Max lingering as she drifted into a dream where Max played a starring role. A crush was already blooming within her.
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ash speaks!
I don't like this chapter. I'm sorry for this terrible written chapter, but I hope you enjoyed! I really hope you like Josefina so far. There's much about her yet. . . But we got a little intro to Josie and Max??
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