Trying to Find Pew

Trying to Find Pew - Ch. 2

Felixs POV

“Stay awesome bros!” I say, and then I turn off my camera. “Another video finished!” I yell to Marzia, as I’m walking up the stairs.

 I see her packing, as we are visiting LA soon. “Go Pewds!” She says, air-bro fisting me. I laugh, as she hands me a box.  “I found this when I was cleaning something out. I don’t know what’s inside, but I think it’s yours.” I grab the box, confused, and take it downstairs. I wonder what’s inside..

When I set the box down, I realize what it is. It’s a scrapbook my parents made me when I finished grade school. Trying to remember what was IN the scrapbook, I opened the box. The first thing I see is one of my school pictures, probably from 4th or 5th grade. I laugh, “Hah! Baby Pewds!” I open the scrapbook, flipping through and having fun memories go through my head. When I got to this one page, I saw another school picture. This time it wasn’t me. It was a girl.

“Marzia?” I yell, then hear footsteps running down the stairs.

“What’s up?” She says, in her adorable accent.

“Who is this?” I say, showing her the picture.

“Why would I know, Felix?” She says, very confused.

“I don’t know, I thought maybe you put it in. “Whatever, I’ll figure it out.” I take the picture off the page, and set it on the table. I put the scrapbook back in the box, and put the box in my closet. “I have to figure out who that is..”