"Hey freak girl! You're back!"
I smiled. "Yes, I am here, so do you, freak boy."
"Can notice that..." His hole body turned around, like a child, exploring the place with bright curious eyes. He wasn't so desperate this time... Barbie had explained what she felt when I first activated her. Curiosity was the top of her list. She said it was like being awake from a coma, feeling completely lost. I didn't want William to be lost, I had to help the love of my life.
"Will", I said, "my name is Angelina, and I am your friend... Uh."
That sounded so idiot.
He watched me for a minute.
"Your hair is different did you cut it?" He asked.
"What?"
"Ah, Angelina, already know your name, remember? And you know mine. Just asked if your hair..." William was being too cute for my fragile being and I instantly covered my face although that was the most childish thing I could have done. The room went black, and his voice went surrounding everything. "Yes, you did cut your hair! I like your new style. It fits perfectly. But just wanted to have some answers, like, where am I?"
"My room." I uncovered my face, and saw his hands smoothing my pillow. Can I keep watching or I am supposed to do something? I actually didn't know what to say, what to think. William Gray was again in my bedroom, this time for real, talking and acting like a normal person!
But we weren't saying a thing. My head was getting heavier and heavier each second of his existence, and that silence was like death. I got desperate.
"Disappear."
His Lego character soon was watching me from the floor. I got closer to where he was, touched the pillow with William's fingerprints; and threw myself in bed.
This is not going to work...
•••
Day 5
He was standing in the middle of the Vancouver airport, checking a piece of paper. A déjà vu passed through my mind, remembering the first time I saw him at school.
"OLIVER!!!"
He looked up, turning his head in my direction. He opened a cute smile- and from that smile, the 30 minutes traveling in Greggy's old car with no air were already worth it.
"What are you doing here?" He looked, actually, very surprised. "My flight is... I must hurry!"
His plane could wait, Oliver owned me some more answers.
I got there panicking. "Where are you going??"
"Calm down! I am going to Los Angeles. Business stuff."
"Business?!"
"Yeah. Or you thought you were my only service?"
"Service?" My brain hurt.
He took a long breath.
"You are not the only Arian needing a push. There are more people, some hiding their powers, and some that don't even know about their conditions..." He fixed his eyes on the paper again. "Yet."
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