A lady in the crowd
A phone call from Coach Rojas brightened my day. He asked whether I will be attending tomorrows first morning practice.
"You'll see me there!", I exclaimed as I smiled. I couldn't wipe the huge grin off my face. My heart accelerated in excitement. However a part of me is profoundly scared of cross country. I'm petrified at the thought of having a second heat stroke.
The afternoons run held one too many coincidences. I dwelled into my thoughts as I sprinted to Victoria Villa's park. A white Chevy honked at me. A girls head popped out the front window,"Yeah Anne!" She cheered me on. I waved at her even though I didn't recognize who she was. It looked like it could've been Vanessa Villegas, Andrea Figueroa, or maybe Carolina Renteria. I arrived at the park; one of my new favorite hot spots. The park was long and narrow. Surrounded by a trail of thin tall trees. I nearly completed all of my laps: two more to go. I spotted an athletic man in his late twenties. He walked his baby husky on a black leash. I felt his eyes watching me. I had finished the last lap when he approached me. I noticed that his pup was no where in sight.
"Where did your pup go?"
"Over there," he said pointing near a water hydrant.
He took another step forward.
"Yes?" I questioned.
"I just wanted to say that you look really pretty."
"Thank you," I said as I took a deep breath. I realized that I was alone. No one could hear me if I were to yell for help. My instinct knew something was awfully wrong. The stranger's presence felt dangerous. This buff man could attempt to abduct me any second from now. I bolted away from what might have been a pedophile.
I slowed down once I was in plain sight. Among a busy street where traffic comforted me. I felt relieved as I jogged back to my home. Another car honked at me. I squinted and saw that it was Yolanda, the woman I once worked for. That is until she began to scam me. She didn't pay me the hours that I worked for; she ripped me off twice in a row. Classic move for a con artist. I had almost reached my house until I heard someone call my name. I turned around and saw that it was Elva. I hadn't tutored her son in two weeks, because I was under the assumption that she had left to Mexico for vacation. Elva said she wasn't leaving town this Summer. She asked if I were willing help teach her son how to read. I agreed to see her on Monday afternoon. Now I was only a few steps away from my home. I saw Zachary Tams parents going out for a walk. The couple wore orange matching outfits, I found it odd since our Chinese neighbors rarely go out. They waved at me as I mumbled,"Good Afternoon."
People in Calexico share a strong bond. It's a small compact World. Somehow everyone connects. Our lives clash with one another, and there's no way to prevent it. The walls talk for themselves; whispering rumors on who so and so is. I realized that my name is entirely open for the public eye. I'm naked and exposed. My double life hangs in jeopardy.