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Chapter 3.3 Arlyn - Dates, Prom, and other Things.

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"What's up, bro!" Loki was clearly in a good mood, Ryan noticed. "Hey, man, been awhile." "Yeah, man, you know how it is." No, Ryan thought, he didn't. He hadn't seen much of his best friend in months now, only getting a chance to talk to him during lunch at school. He was a little surprised when Loki agreed to meet him after school got out today. Usually Loki was out the door, rushing off to where ever as soon as the bell rang. "So...what have you been up to?" he asked casually. He really wanted to know what Loki was up to. "I guess uh, I guess you haven't heard?" Loki couldn't meet Ryan's eyes. "Uh no? Maybe? Heard what?" He had a feeling he wasn't going to like what he was about to hear. "I'm....dating your sister." Ryan just stared at him. This was a joke, right? "I actually have a date with her later tonight." "What." "I'm taking her on...

Chapter 3.2 Arlyn - Is this love?

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In an attempt to forget about that trainwreck of a date, Arlyn invited a few friends over. The second she spotted Jen walking up the stairs, Arlyn ran over to her to tell her everything that had happened. "I don't understand him!" she complained, "He asked me out then rejected me before we even started the date!" Arlyn may or may not have stamped her foot. "Forget about him, Ar, he's not worth the trouble anyway. You're too good for him." Jen patted her best friend's arm. Jen didn't trust Jonas, he was too perfect, too good looking, to pay any attention to the freaks of the school. Arlyn had a gift, and Jen, well, Jen just didn't like to be told what to do. "There are plenty of other fish in the sea, Arlyn! Who needs a goody two shoes anyway?" Jen laughed. "Who's the goody two shoes?" a voice asked, Karl's. "Jonas Ingberg, of course!" "Oh that prick," he said, reaching t...

Chapter 3 Arlyn - Visions and Boys

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Arlyn watched as the stone skipped across the dark water, splish splish kathunk.  She had just started high school this year and it was going...different than she'd expected. Most people tended to avoid her because she couldn't keep her stupid mouth shut, labeling her a freak. The only friend she had was Jen, who never seemed to mind when Arlyn said weird things. She guessed Ryan could be counted among her friends, but he was a junior and had other things on his mind. But people didn't look at her like she was crazy anymore and she didn't know why. She walked back over to the fire pit where her brother was roasting a marshmallow. "Ryan," he probably didn't know the answer, but she had to ask anyway. "Yeah?" he replied, taking a bite of his burnt marshmallow. "Do you know why....people are....nicer to me?" Ryan gulped, the marshmallow nearly choking him, "Uh just...because.." he sputtered. "Because what?...