My Knight in Red Armor(Chasistair)

2. The Lake

(Some of the new friends at EAH. They are MINE NOW HAHAHAHAHA. From left to right:)

Bottom- Kriss Anderson Daughter of Hans Christian Anderson

Top Left- Holiday Eve
Daughter of the Snow Queen

Bottom Left- Rose Swanly
Daughter of the Ugly Duckling

Top Middle- Pauline Pan
Daughter of Peter Pan

Bottom Right- Charolette Chocs
Daughter of Charlie from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

Top Right- Harmony Sireni
Daughter of the Sirens

Alistair

I looked at Chase, who seemed pretty shocked to see me. I had my bag with me, notebooks and reading material stuffed inside. Chase looked genuinely terrified.

"What are you doing here?" We asked in unison. His face turned the color of his hair, minus the black.

  "I-I was just r-reading" he stuttered.

  "I came here to...." What was I supposed to say? I was here to draw up maps to Neverland, but I couldn't let Chase know that. Caspian Seas was his roommate, and he was as interested in finding Neverland as I was. I didn't want Chase to bring it up to him.

  "I came here to do the same" I said, coming up with the lie quicker than I thought I could.

"Okay." Was all he said in response.

That's it?! Nothing else?! My thoughts screamed at me. I tugged at my blonde locks as I ran a hand through them, forcing my brain back into reality. I had realized my feelings for Chase the first time he'd come to EAH. He wasn't looking at me now, so I could see the scar on his back peeking up through his shirt. I had never asked how he'd gotten that. I'd never gotten the chance. I decided to try something bold. I sat down next to him.

"What are you doing?" He asked, anger pushing past the walls he put up ever so carefully.

  "Reading" I said, pulling a book from my bag.

  "Well, can you do it somewhere else?" He asked.

"That. Is. It" I said, slamming the book shut. He looked up at me, curiosity entering his eyes.

"What's your problem with me?!" I demanded.

  "I don't have a problem with you" he said.

  "Then why do you keep getting so angry at me?!" I cried, feeling tears well in my eyes. If Chase hated me, I may as well just die. Because that world would suck, for lack of better terms.

  "I'm really stressed Alistair. I already told you that. I'm just, I guess I'm taking it out on you. I'm sorry." He said, hanging his head lowly.

  "You can talk to me, you know. Instead of always getting so angry" I said.

  "Maybe..." He said, trailing off.

   "There's something wrong with you lately, is somebody bothering you?" I asked.

  "You....could say that" he said with a sigh.

  "Well who is it? I'll show them a piece of my mind for messing with my friend" I said.

  "Friends...." He said, trailing off.

  "Chase?" I asked. No response. His book dropped with a soft thud into the sand below him. He was crying.