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TW: Homophobia and Racism

I hope everything in Spanish is accurate!! I used Spanishdict like someone told me too !! Hopefully it's correct :)) but thank you to that person (I forgot their username, my bad)

JOSIE ARRIVED HOME AND HER MOM YELLED FOR HER. "Josefina, ¡Charlotte está al teléfono! ¡Baja, por favor!" Estefina's call echoed, prompting Josie to leap from her bed and dash downstairs, her face lit up with a huge grin.

TRANSLATION; Charlotte is on the phone! Come down please.

Josie raised the phone to her ear, and to her surprise, a playful kazoo melody greeted her. "Charlotte?" she said, a laughter-infused question, shaking her head as Charlotte's giggles resonated through the line. "¿Cómo estuvo la escuela hoy, Fína?" Charlotte inquired.

TRANSLATION; How was school today, Fína?

Josie sighed. "¡Asombroso! Conocí a esta chica, Max. ¡¡Ella es mi vecina!! Es tan bonita, Char. ¡Tan bonita! Ella es tan dulce y-" Her excited ramble was cut off by Charlotte.

TRANSLATION; Amazing! I met this girl, Max. She's my neighbor!! She's so pretty, Char. So so pretty! She's so sweet and-

"Fína. Cálmate. Puedo decir que ya estás enamorada de ella. Ve a invitarla a salir," Charlotte instructed, observing Josie's face turning a bright shade of red.

TRANSLATION; Fína. Calm down. I can tell you have a crush on her already. Go ask her out.

Charlotte sensed the blush on Josie's face even from across the distance in Mexico. "¿Cómo sabes si le gusto? Tal vez ella es homofóbica. Quiero decir, su hermanastro es un idiota. Estoy bastante seguro de que es homofóbico," Josie quizzed, her concern blending with the excitement in her voice.

TRANSLATION; How do you know if she likes me? Maybe she's homophobic. I mean, his stepbrother is an idiot. I'm pretty sure he's homophobic.

Charlotte sighed. "Solo dispara tu tiro, ¿de acuerdo? Pídele que vaya a la sala de juegos o algo así. Además, ¿olvidaste que puedo leer a la gente fácilmente?" She reminded Josie, her tone a mix of encouragement and playful insight.

TRANSLATION; Just shoot your shot, okay? Ask her to go the arcade or something. Also, did you forget that I can read people easily?

Josie giggled. "Vaya. Lo olvidé. Uhm, ¿cómo va allí?" she asked, eager for Charlotte's remote analysis of the situation.

TRANSLATION; Oopsie. I forgot. Uhm, how is it going over there?

Charlotte frowned. "Muy diferente. Mamá todavía me está haciendo ir allí. . . todo es tan diferente, especialmente con ustedes no aquí. Ojalá lo fueras. Las reglas cambiaron. . . Es muy estricto y si haces algo mal, te ponen en una pequeña caja sin ventanas. Nada. Me alegro de no haber tenido ese problema todavía," she muttered into the phone, a mix of nostalgia and relief in her voice.

TRANSLATION; Very different. Mama is still making me go there. . . everything is so different, especially with you not here. I wish you were. There rules changed. . . It's very strict and if you do something wrong, you're put into a small little box with no windows. Nothing. I'm just glad I haven't had that problem yet.

Josie parted her lips, feeling a sense of guilt. "Lo siento, amor. Espero que puedas venir a Hawkins durante el verano. Realmente quiero que conozcas a los chicos y a Max. . ." she trailed off, twirling her hair anxiously, her longing evident in her words.

TRANSLATION; I'm sorry, love. I hope you can come to Hawkins during the summer. I really want you to meet the guys and Max. . .

Charlotte's sigh carried a tinge of sadness. "Eso espero también. He estado tratando de convencer a mi madre, pero ella ha estado tratando de entrar en el laboratorio 24/7 ahora. ¡Me gusta... haciéndome vivir allí! Juro que le están lavando el cerebro. Quiero decir, este hombre está literalmente tratando de conseguir que lo llamemos Papa. ¿Cómo quien diablos cree que es?" She ranted with a scoff, frustration and disbelief intertwining in her expressive words, revealing the complexities of her situation.

TRANSLATION; I hope so too. I've been trying to convince my mother, but she's been trying to get into the lab 24/7 now. I like it... making me live there! I swear they're brainwashing him. I mean, this man is literally trying to get us to call him Pope. How the hell do you think you are?

Josie's eyes widened. "¿Quiere que lo llames papá? Eso es salvaje," she huffed, her disbelief mirroring the astonishment of the revelation.

TRANSLATION; He wants you to call him papa? That's wild.

Charlotte hummed, and Josie could hear Charlotte and another person on the other line fighting for the phone. "Tengo que irme, ¡Victoria quiere el teléfono! ¡No olvides invitarla a salir!" she yelled, and the phone line went dead, leaving Josie with a mix of excitement and the task at hand.

TRANSLATION; I gotta go- Victoria wants the p- phone! Don't forget to ask her out!!

Josie's laughter echoed in the room as she placed the phone on the wall. Victoria, Charlotte's cousin and a silent witness, resided with them. With a determined air, Josie relaxed her shoulders, gearing up to ask Max out. Estefina couldn't resist an amused "ooh" as Josie made her way to the door. Josie, arms folded, eyed her mom with a mix of amusement and suspicion. "¿Escuchaste a escondidas?" she questioned, adding a playful challenge to her tone, intrigued by the possibility of Estefina eavesdropping on the conversation.

TRANSLATION; did you eavesdrop?

Her mom's playful wink and dismissive wave signaled Josie to embark on her mission. Exhaling, Josie stepped out of the house, immediately sensing an unusual energy in the air. A transformation overcame her as her eyes glowed with a crimson hue, and she gracefully ascended into the air.

Within the ethereal realm of her vision, a sea of red dominated. The crimson scene gradually shifted, revealing the image of a car. As the vision unfolded, Josie found herself immersed in the world of Max and Dustin. The duo was engaged in some clandestine operation, with Max defiantly flipping off her brother. The vivid details of Josie's psychic revelation added an extra layer of mystery to the unfolding drama in Hawkins.

Josie's gasp echoed through the air as her eyes shot open, finding herself back on solid ground, knees pressed against the pavement. She furrowed her eyebrows, realizing that this was an unprecedented experience for her. A faint trickle of blood ran down her nose, and with a swift motion, she wiped it away using her sleeve.

Pushing herself up, the weight of the revelation lingered in her mind. Should she confide in her mom about this newfound ability? The prospect of a visit to Dr. Owens made her hesitate, and she decided against it. Instead, a determination took over. She needed to see Max.

Ignoring the lingering discomfort and the stained sleeve, Josie sprinted down her porch stairs with a sense of urgency, her steps carrying her swiftly towards Max's house. The inexplicable vision had sparked a newfound drive within her, and she couldn't ignore the pull to uncover more about what she had just experienced.

She knocked on the door, breathing heavily, and Neil Hargrove opened it with a snarky look. "What do you want?" he snapped at her. Josie raised an eyebrow. "Max here?" she looked over his shoulder as Neil closed the door slightly. "No. She's at the Arcade," he informed her with an eye roll. "¿Está en el arcade?" she mumbled to herself, processing the information and considering her next move.

TRANSLATION; She's at the Arcade?

Neil, however, had other plans. "Gross. Did you cross the border or something? An immigrant?" he spat, and Josie felt the sting of racism for the first time. Anger flared within her. "Excuse me. I did not. I have a passport and a green card. Dickhead," she retorted, the last word muttered under her breath.

Walking away from the porch, Josie heard a door slam behind her, leaving an uncomfortable tension lingering in the air—a stark reminder of the prejudices that could surface unexpectedly.

Josie, cautious about exposing her powers, scanned her surroundings, ensuring no one witnessed her actions. Seeking concealment behind a tree, she clenched her fists and shut her eyes tightly. The transition was swift; the world around her faded into darkness.

As she opened her eyes, she found herself immersed in a surreal void. Small, floating balls filled the space, each representing events happening to people in the present moment. One particular scene captured her attention—a vision of her mom with Jim Hopper at Hawkins Lab. The imagery hinted at a connection to the recent phenomenon of exploding pumpkins, leaving Josie intrigued and eager to unravel the mysteries hidden within the enigmatic realm she had accessed.

As Dustin and Lucas' voices reached her, Josie turned around, eavesdropping on their conversation about Max. Rolling her eyes at their antics, she extended her arm, cautiously touching the floating ball. A gasp escaped her lips as the scenery shifted around her, placing her behind the boys who were intently staring into the Arcade.

"You boys stalking her again?" she declared, a playful edge in her tone as they snapped their heads around. A mischievous smirk formed on Josie's lips as she continued, "Oh-hi, Josie..." Lucas chuckled nervously, waving at her, their surprise evident in their expressions.

Dustin nodded. "Yeah! Hi Josie..." he trailed off with a soft chuckle, sporting a nervous expression. "It's actually... raro that you keep stalking her," he added, prompting Josie to gape at them. The boys exchanged a glance, and Dustin apologized with a puzzled look, "Sorry?"

TRANSLATION; weird

Dustin chuckled nervously, playfully slapping Lucas' arm, who responded with a quick nod. "Yeah, why are you?" Lucas asked with a hint of jealousy in his tone. Josie arched an eyebrow at their curious questioning.

"I'm here for Max... I see you are too," she stated, folding her arms and fixing them with a suspicious look. The air became charged with intrigue as the trio found themselves entangled in a conversation that hinted at the complexities of their relationships, both with each other and with Max.

Lucas rolled his eyes. "We are not stalking her," he tried to explain, with Dustin humming in agreement. "He's right! We just want to know if she's MADMAX!" Dustin exclaimed with a giggle. Josie gaped at them. "Well, she is," she declared, turning on her heels. "Let me show you how it's done," she sassed at them, striding confidently towards the arcade. "Un montón de idiotas," she mumbled to herself, blending sass with a touch of Spanish flair as she embarked on her mission to showcase her own approach.

TRANSLATION; Bunch of idiots.

She pushed the door open, revealing Max immersed in her favorite video game—Dig Dug. "Hey, sunshine," Josie smirked, casually leaning against the machine with her arm. Max looked over, a small blush gracing her cheeks. "Oh, hey," she greeted with a shy smile.

Josie's eyes flicked to the game, confirming her victory once again. She looked back at Max, slithering her arm around. "Won again?" she playfully stated, eliciting a giggle from Max. The playful banter seemed to have a charming effect on her.

"So, why are you here?" Max questioned, her face turning bright red. The mix of curiosity and bashfulness in her expression only added to the intrigue between them, setting the stage for a conversation that promised more than casual chit-chat at the arcade.

Josie licked her lips, stammering as she tried to find the right words. "My friend... Charlotte said to come... aquí," she finally managed, her words carrying a hint of nervousness.

TRANSLATION; here

Max furrowed her eyebrows, a hint of jealousy simmering within her. "Who's Charlotte?" she asked, her tone betraying her curiosity. Josie chuckled nervously, her eyes reflecting a mix of emotions. "Best friend from Mexico," she explained, a genuine smile crossing her face as she thought about Charlotte. The mention of a best friend from another country stirred a flicker of unease in Max.

"Oh," Max responded, the disappointment evident in her frown. Josie, quick to address the growing tension, hurriedly reassured her. "She's just a friend. Nothing else. Like a sister," she clarified, trying to ease Max's concerns. Max nodded glumly, the reassurance helping to some extent, but a shadow of doubt still lingered in her eyes, hinting at the complexities that lay beneath the surface of their developing connection.

Max found herself captivated by Josie's presence, her gaze unintentionally lingering on Josie's lips. "She's really pretty... What are you saying?! We're in public, and I shouldn't like a girl, right?" Max's internal struggle played out on her features, evident in the scrunching of her nose.

As Max grappled with her thoughts, Josie, seemingly attuned to the unspoken tension, pushed a strand of hair behind Max's ear. The subtle touch only added to Max's internal turmoil. Josie leaned back on the Dig Dug machine, arms crossed over her chest, her expression expectant.

"What are you thinking about, Sunshine? I can tell you're thinking," Josie remarked, her puzzled look inviting Max to share her thoughts.

Max blinked, shaken from her thoughts by the realization that Josie was indeed flirting with her. "I- uh- well-" she stammered, her words faltering as her heart raced in her chest. Josie, undeterred, delivered a flirty line, saying, "Eres lindo, cielo," her smirk widening as Max's face deepened in shades of red.

"W- What did you say?" Max questioned, her gaze fixed on her feet as if trying to escape the intensity of the moment. Josie seized the opportunity to lean in, whispering into Max's ear, "You're cute, sunshine."

Max's blush intensified, caught in the crossfire of surprise and a burgeoning warmth, marking a pivotal moment in their connection.

Max glanced up, meeting Josie's grin. "I—"

Josie sighed, her departure from the Arcade leaving a puzzled Max behind. "See you later, Max. Gotta go," she said, planting a quick kiss on Max's cheek before skipping out of the Arcade. Max stood there, a mix of confusion and curiosity etched on her face.

Spotting Dustin and Lucas nearby, peering through binoculars, Josie trodded over to them, hands on her hips. "And that's how it's done," she sassed with a smirk, relishing the triumph of her flirtatious endeavor.

Dustin and Lucas exchanged incredulous looks. "You just literally made her blush!" Dustin pointed at her, his shock evident. Josie's bold move had not only left Max in a state of confusion but also garnered the attention and surprise of her friends.

Lucas bit down on his bottom lip, an incredulous expression crossing his face. "I can't believe it," he grumbled, his disbelief evident. Josie, in response, cracked a mischievous grin, playfully bowing to them. "Yo lo soy... una persona muy coqueta," she stated with a confident flair, rocking back and forth on her heels.

TRANSLATION; I am. . .a very flirty person.

Lucas and Dustin exchanged looks, a mix of surprise and amusement on their faces. Josie's unabashed charm had not only left Max in a state of confusion but had also left her friends entertained and intrigued by her bold approach to romantic entanglements.

Dustin tilted his head, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "What did you say?" he quizzed. Josie shrugged her shoulders, attempting to convey her message. "I... very flirty... person. I just don't show," she explained, grappling with the translation to English.

Lucas groaned in frustration. "You gotta teach us! Come on, we like Max, and you just did that for us," he pleaded, a hint of desperation in his tone. Josie rolled her eyes, sensing the urgency in their request. "Figure it out on your own," she snapped her fingers, using her powers to teleport away, leaving Dustin and Lucas to navigate the intricacies of flirtation without her guidance.

Dustin smacked Lucas in the arm. "Why are you being so rude to her! She could've helped us if you weren't acting like a dick to her," he scolded, expressing his frustration. Lucas shook his head with an eye roll, a nonchalant response to Dustin's criticism.

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ash speaks!

Josie being a flirt? Fuck yeah.

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