𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚 [E.Diaz]

The People You Know

The People You Know

THE LATE SUMMER AIR bit at her cheeks, she couldn't sleep not when she had so much on her mind. It's like she couldn't ever have a chance to catch her breath, like she was back in the tsunami again, drowning, and the moment she broke the surface she was carried away again. 

She sat on her patio on the plastic white chair, the umbrella in the center open shadowing on the fenced concrete wall. On the table, her camcorder sat open with a video playing, she smiled softly looking at it. 

Dont be lame, Maria's voice says, the footage cuts to the fourteen-year-old her, giving her friend the middle finger. That is mean. She said to her, Josie chuckled. 

The footage continued as the two young girls walked up onto the bleacher, she remembered taking the camera almost everywhere that summer. She was given it as a gift from Maria when she was thirteen, and they immediately started filming and taking pictures. 

Scale one to ten, how much do you think they are gonna lose? A young Josie asked Maria, she shrugged placing her finger to her chin. I give them about 4, it is Texas v whatever hick state that is. Maria joked, their laughter playing 

Maria stuck her tongue out at the lens, a burst of laughter on the other side sounded along with some cheering. Oh and look at that!  Maria shouts, 

The camera panned to the field, a group of boys with green baseball uniforms, they looked to be in high school. It zoomed in on the back of a boy, the number sixteen in gold and green font.  Josie laughed. 

Come on sixteen! get your ass in the game! Maria shouted a voice cackling loudly at her. Unlucky sixteen!  Young Josie comments. She clicked pause on the teen boy, messy brown hair stuck to his neck from sweat. 

"Poor dude," Josie says shaking her head with a smile. "We were so mean." She remarks. 

She furrowed her brows looking closer at the video, clicking the plus button to start zooming in on his chin, the grain of the footage wasn't helping. On the young boy's neck a chain with a cross, where has she seen that before? 

"Hey." A voice spoke up, she looked at a porch light. Alex stood in the doorway wearing a black T-shirt and plaid pajama pants. "What are you doing up so late?" She wonders. 

"Could ask you the same thing?" Josie says she shrugs walking over and taking a seat next to her. "I just can't sleep, so much just keeps happening," Alex tells her. 

"That's how I feel, god I just wish things were how they were before this started," Josie admits tiredly, the blonde shakes her head. "I don't," Alex says. 

"I don't miss last year, you were miserable we both were," Alex recalled, tapping the top with her nails. "This is just another weird phase where our lives are hectic again." She reassured her.