Realm of Unforgiving Games - switching to eye of the crow !!

Chapter Four: Smartphone Hour

These damn phones can't work with me here now can they? No matter what I use they can't seem to even hook up to what they use here.

"Parker?"

Connor? I haven't seen much of him this week. He was out if I recall. Almost all week actually.

"Oh, hey. Come in." Connor opens the door and takes a seat on my bed. I turn my chair around, wheeling it towards my friend. "This phone situation is getting me caught up in my own thoughts. Now I have to worry about Nick's phone too."

"You haven't told me much about this Nick guy. Who is he again?" The way he phrased that question confused me. He seemed almost upset in a way. Nevermind that, he asked me a question.

"One of Jake's teammates" I simply say. I know either way Connor will know that Nick bullied me. After I had that conversation with him last week, he had really toned it down on his offhand comments about me. I mean, if you are in a completely different world, of course you're going to be nice to the one person you recognize. Especially if said person is willing to lend you a helping hand.

"He bullied you."

"I know. We're working around that. Plus he apologized for it" I fidget with my bracelets. I try not to think of them much, but this conversation is making me think of Jake more than I'd like to today.

"That doesn't account for just ignoring everything."

"Trust me, I don't forget that easily. I just forgave him." I reply. "I need someone familiar around anyways." I hold onto the first bracelet. The orange one. Something about that word familiar really brings a sense of reality to things.

Connor remains silent. He understands just as well as I do that someone familiar changes everything.

"I know" Is all he is able to mutter under his breath. I just barely miss it.

"Connor, I know how dumb it is to trust a bully. But there's no chance he's risking anything right now. I'm too nerdy to get rid of. Whether we like that terminology or not, that's what keeps him being nice to me. Plus I'm Jake's best friend, if anything happened to me with him around he'd most likely be kicked off the team." I half joke. "But regardless, what's been up with you this week? I don't hear much from you."

"Nothing too special."

"Were you sick?" I ask, though getting a good look at his face answered that for me. I get up from my chair and sit closer to his level on my bed. "What happened?"

"I fell"

"Looks a lot more than a fall"

"Trust me, I fell"

"On someone's fists?" No response. "Y'know what, don't worry about it. Just wanted to make sure you were okay, alright?"

"Yeah, yeah I know. You've always been like that with me. Thanks for the concern."

I give him a smug look, plotting

He doesn't look thrilled

"Yes, please"

"Fine"

I scramble like a gremlin to face behind Connor. In a swift motion I plant myself down and start braiding his hair. Only this lasts a few minutes once I finish tying the french braids I had made.

I nearly fall on the floor in shock, Connor practically falling over himself to keep me from hitting my head. An epiphany.

"I GOT IT!"

"You got it?"

"THE PHONES! I GOT IT!"

I nearly stumble again to get to my chair and begin working. I use my phone as a test dummy to try what I had conjured up. I mean I would like to get my phone working, but Nick's is a little more important at the moment.