Chapter 2

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"Hey, Autumn over here!" I heard my friend yell from across the cafeteria signaling for me to go sit down.

" What's up, Austen." Yes, Austen is a girl. She has been my best friend since I can remember ;both of our moms were friends years before our birth so we have been together, I guess you could say,since birth. We look pretty similar to each other both with long dark brown hair, average height, but her with blue eyes and myself much to my dismay brown eyes. You can not get any more ordinary than that.

"What have you been up to, Autumn ?"

"Nothing really, you know just the ordinary."

"Okay, I'm going to give you one more chance here. What have you been up to ?"

"Nothing" I said blandly. What is she talking about? She clearly knows I'm never up to anything. I'm as boring as a book without words.

"Well, since I see you are not going to tell me yourself I'm just going to have to ask Jonathan Summers himself ehh ." I just stared at her for a few seconds while I processed her words. When it finally registered in my brain I knew perfectly what she was talking about.

"Oh, that. It was nothing. I was just walking and he said something about my shirt , I said something back and walked away, that's it." I recalled everything not really making  a big deal out of it.

She just stared at me blankly without saying anything. So I took that as a sign that she had dropped the subject and finally started eating my lunch. But before I could even finish the first bite of my meal she spoke up. "Then why is he walking this way?"

I wasn't sure whether  to believe her or not but I decided to turn around anyway just in case. There he stood looking so godlike, again his light brown eyes capturing my gaze. I quickly snapped out of the mystical powers holding me captive to his perfection. "You're the girl form this morning right?" He asked me but it sounded more like a statement. Before I could even answer his question he had already taken a seat right beside me. I sat there for a second processing his question even though I clearly knew the answer I kept quite not saying anything back hoping he would go away.

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