In My Blood (Posie)

Queen

It's hard to believe you don't remember me at all. Am I hard to recognize?

Sure, Josie wasn't the most noticeable person in a crowd, but she was pretty sure the girl before her would've recognized her. Granted, her regular appearance was a lot different than what it was at the mellow kickback the hazel-eyed girl first interacted with her at. That night, she had traded her glasses in with contacts, her hair was back in tight braid and she was wearing a light pink dress. It was a significant contrast to her normal appearance where her light brown colored hair would be put into a ponytail, her glasses perched on her nose, and how she typically wore a sweatshirt paired with ripped jeans. But she was sure the other girl would have recognized her. Maybe this is how Superman feels when nobody recognizes him without his glasses.

You say, "nice to meet you" every time. Yeah and I made you laugh. I still remember what I said.

Josie had interacted with the brunette goddess three times before their friend groups had combined. Her twin sister, Lizzie, became friends with Hope who was best friends with Penelope. Plus, MG was already somewhat friends with Penelope too, so it made sense that they all started hanging out together.

But she remembers exactly what she had said every time. The first time, at the kickback, she remembered accidentally bumping in to her because she was busy trying to fiddle with the knobs of her ukulele, in attempt to tune it as she walked.

"Oh my god," Josie panicked, "Sorry for running into you, I wasn't paying attention." The hazel-eyed girl apologized, internally screaming because this is the first time ever that her crush would actually be speaking to her. "Hi, I'm Josie."

"That's alright, I'm a clutz too. Nice to meet you, Josie. I'm Penelope." The other brunette greeted. Josie wasn't necessarily surprised that Penelope had acted this way towards her. She knew that the girl was sweet when it came to meeting people for the first time, but she didn't know if the combination of alcohol in her system or the fact that she could've possibly injured her would've made her act in a more hostile manner.

The next time they met was in the quad on campus where Josie doesn't know how, she's never done anything sporty in her life, she can't even walk straight, but she was in the middle of walking to her next class when she saw Kaleb, a guy who lived on the same floor as her, sending a football heading straight for the girl who had clouded her thoughts all year. Sprinting as fast as she could towards the hazel-eyed girl that was somewhat nearby, she made it just in time to catch the ball before it could cause any harm.

"Ah, my hero. Thanks for saving me..." The brunette trailed off.

"Josie. My name is Josie." The girl panted breathily, both because the ball may or may not have knocked the wind out of her a little and the fact that she was actually talking to her crush, sober this time.

"Nice to meet you. You're a real lifesaver, but I've gotta get going." The girl politely answered. "Thanks again, Josie."

The third time was at a frat party. Her sister dragged her to party on Halloween, hoping she'd get laid to release all of her negative energy since she had been so cranky lately.

After hanging around Lizzie for a while, she decided to go and get some air. Most of the time, Josie loved parties, except this time all she wanted to do was go home and strum mindless cords on her ukulele. Besides, her costume sucked anyway.

"I can't tell what you are, a basketball player that can't swim?" She heard a voice yell over the music.

The taller girl turned around, smiling at the girl who had plagued her thoughts as of late. "I'm actually a Dunkin' Donut! Get it?" She laughed, pointing at her donut inflatable and making a motion as if she were shooting a basketball.