Jefflyn and Nonsense!!!!

Pt.1

I'm Katelyn Flame. I'm 16 and attend Pheonix Drop University. Normal life. Why am I writing? Because something happened in the 3rd year, winter break. I will never forget.

I trudged through the snow of the streets of town. I walked to the nearby bookstore and looked through the selection. Emmalyn, the store clerk, greeted me. She showed me to a book selection of fighting tactics, even some written by the great Jeffory! He is my idol and I'd love spar with him! I looked at his latest book and reached into my pocket. "Shoot! I left my stuff at home!" I was about to run the kilometer home until a white haired clerk approached me.

"Jeffory the Golden Heart, eh?"

"What do you want?!"

"You're fairly rude to someone who's going to get you a free book."

My eyes lit up. He nodded and handed me the book. "If you get to go somewhere with me." Okay, this sounds like a kidnapper, but this is the only one here and other lunatic girls are going to come here after hearing the news, his whole fan-club in the area. What's that, like all girls over 11 years old, here? I sighed and took up on  his offer. 

He went way too close to my face and asked for my name.

"Katelyn, and please back up..."

"Travis..."

He tried to do a smooth voice (like Garroth in high school). FYI He failed... miserably.

He led me to the town square where a crowd was gathering. I looked in to find my one and only idol being mobbed by girls. He looked extremely uncomfortable. Suddenly, he was pushed over and fell into the snow. Travis was nowhere to be seen.

"Guys, quit mobbing him!"

"GUYS!!"

"You asked for it..."

I started shouting at the mob, but they didn't listen... Well, there are no rules here, so...

"Hyah!"

I slashed at the group, making them back up and run away, seeing the dagger in my pocket, covered, but sticking out.

I offered my hand to the fallen idol. He took a second glance at me, but took my hand, anyway. He scratched the back of his head.

"Thanks, people are crazy here..."

I smiled "No problem! Happy to help"

He looked a bit nervous, but blurted out "C-can I stay with you, I kinda... need some cover from some people..." He winced, awaiting the answer.

"Uhh, sure?"

He looked at me, a face of shock, but followed me to my house anyways.

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I'm Jeffory and I'm in a weird situation now, some weird anonymous guy is chasing me down, and I met this nice girl who took me in and wasn't psychotic.

She knocked on the door to her huge house and a little blue haired boy answered.

"Sissy, who's that?"

He gestured a little hand to me.

"Shhh, It's our secret, okay"

The boy nodded and let us in. The girl walked up the set of stairs where she went through a door with a sign that said Katelyn on it. I followed her into a pale-blue room.

"Kay, stay in here for now if you don't want anyone to know... Imma go cook dinner."

She waltzed out the room, leaving me here. I heard the stove downstairs, so I looked around.

There was a bag she set down on the floor and a book was popping out. I smiled, my latest book. I saw a bookshelf filled with my books in another corner of her room. She was my only non-fanatic fan. A beat up dummy was sat beside an (impressive) display of weapons. Many sword, gauntlets, and shields. Her wardrobe consisted of different armour and, well, what you'd expect in a girl's closet, hehehe... Remind me not to do that again...///^//-//^/// I rubbed my burning cheeks and moved on to see her trophy case and desk. On her desk, there were scribbled notes about fighting techniques and possible moves. There was also a diary, but I wouldn't go that far, right? Okay, I was tempted, but still!

The stove stuttered to a stop as "Katelyn" called to me.

A delicious meal of eggs and bacon was served to me and Katelyn's little brother, Jonas.

Katelyn aspired to become a fighter and was apparently a year younger than me. Jonas was 5, apparently. She attended University, but it was break, so... I decided to attend the university as well, majoring in fighting. Yay! I got my life sorted out! Except for that guy. Katelyn brought me her older brother's clothes who was a pretty well-known fighter. He had a big heart and a bright smile. Plus, his clothes fit me perfectly. He was in Paris anyways and wouldn't mind.

Eyyy I'm back! ILYSM