A Midsummer Night's Dream

4

DIANA

That motherfucker.

I still felt angered whenever I thought about the events of a few days ago at the fountain.

Theodore was starting to irritate me even though I barely knew him. Boys like him pissed me off. Thank god I haven't seen him again for a week or else I would have ripped his perfect eyes out of their socket.

I sat up and sighed. I couldn't spend all summer laying here in my bed listening to the  limited amount of records I brought with me on my trip.

I opened my closet and looked for something to wear that didn't make it feel like 200 degrees all the time. I decided to wear a purple bikini top and a white tennis skirt. Outfits like this weren't really my type but I had no other options. I opened my camera case and took my precious camera out.
I think it's time I start using this.

I turned it on and the first picture I saw was of my boyfriend and I on our last day together before the trip. I remembered waving goodbye at him as my taxi left the apartment complex.

I grabbed my radio walkie talkie from the nightstand and decided to give it a try. I raised the antenna and spoke into the microphone.
"Jackson do you copy? It's Diana. Do you copy? Over." I said.

I listened to the humming for a few minutes until it was time to admit that this village had zero means of communication with the outside world. There was no way a signal was reaching all the way to New York.

I sighed and put it back on the nightstand.

I heard my door open and Lorraine come in. She turned off the David Bowie Heroes album I had on repeat and turned to me.

"What is it?" I asked her, irritated.

"Good thing you changed into some weather appropriate clothes. Come on we're going to the water." She stated, crossing her arms.

I snarled and rolled my eyes.
"I don't want-" I started but Lorraine cut me off.
"Diana, I get that you didn't want to come here and you've expressed that enough. But you're stuck here for the rest of the summer wether you like it or not. I'm just trying to have a good trip with my sister. Can you help me do that?" She asked.

She waited for a moment and I nodded.
"Fine. I'll come." I said grabbing my sunglasses and camera.

"Yay!" Lorraine squealed as she gave me a quick hug and headed out the door.
I followed behind her down the stairs and out the door.

We walked through the lawn and down a set of wood stairs which led directly to the ocean.
I had to admit the view was beautiful. The sand was silver and shiny and the ocean water was a beautiful turquoise colour. Nearby cliffs were covered in tall Mandevilla vines. There were a few boats in the water but the beach was mostly empty.

I decided to take a photo of the view and flowers.
I filmed a short video of myself jumping into the ocean and swimming. It was fun shooting photos and filming short videos until my camera over heated and I had to put it in the shade to cool down.

"Do you know who that is?" Lorraine asked me as I sat down beside her on a towel in the sand.

She waved at a guy around her age who was sitting on a motorcycle nearby. He was wearing a tank top with colourful leather pants. He waved back.

"He's kinda cute." Lorraine said.

"I like his pants." I admit.

"I'm gonna go talk to him." Lorraine decided.
Lorraine stood up and ran a hand through her long, wavy hair.

"Aren't you going to put on a coverup?" I asked.

"Nope." She said and walked away from me.
I swear if my sister ends up going back home with a French boy I'm going to run away.

I watched as my sister approached the guy. He smiled at her and they started talking. I could already feel the tension between them. Gross.

I decided to do something other than just sit around and watch my sister flirt with someone.
I put on my bathing suit cover up and my sandals. I decided to go down the hill from the mansion to the village. I had only been watching the village from the estate for the past 10 days. It was time I actually explored the place.

I walked around the winding cobblestone streets between the colourful little buildings. Most of the village was quiet. You could even hear the waves from so far away. It felt like the opposite of New York. New York was always busting to the brim with people hassling around all day everyday. It was never quiet there.

I approached a little shop nearby. They were selling fresh orange juice and I really wanted some.
Here goes nothing.

"Bonjour." I said to the man in the shop.

"Bonjour petite fille. Voudriez-vous du jus?" He said.

"Oui." I replied guessing he was asking I wanted juice.

I assumed I answered him correctly because he started to juice some oranges.

"Cinq centimes s'il vous plaît" he said.

I looked at him blankly, I had no idea what he said.
He raised 5 fingers. Oh he needs 5 Euros.

I pulled out my wallet and gave him 5 euros.

"Non non. Cinq centimes." He said and took 5 pennies and gave the rest back.

"Merci." I said taking back the change. I was surprised he didn't just take the five euros without telling me.

The old man gave me the juice with a smile.
"Au revoir gentille fille." He said.

I walked away quickly to avoid further awkwardness. I decided to sit down on a rock near an alleyway.

I drank my juice and sighed. The cold juice felt nice as I drank it.

"Bonjour fille. Nous ne vous avons jamais vu entendre auparavant." I heard someone say behind me.

I abruptly turned around and saw 5 guys around 20 years old approaching me.

"What do you want?" I asked, my breathing started to speed up.

I could take on 2 maybe 3 of these boys but not all 5.

"Oh you're a foreigner." One of them said with a chuckle. His English was so bad it made me cringe.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Calm down babe. We just wanna have some fun." Another guy with a scar on his lip said.

"Fuck off." I said and started walking away when 2 of them grabbed my arm and pulled me towards them.

"Let go of me you prick!" I yelled, struggling to get out of their grasp. I got one arm free and punched the other guy in the eye.

He let go of my arm and I took the opportunity to run. I didn't know where I was running to, I just had to get away. The men were running after me and I had to get somewhere safe. I didn't want to think about what could happen if I didn't get away successfully.

"Diana! Here!" I heard a familiar voice yell from nearby and I guiltily smiled hearing it.