Chapter 2

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"Austen!" I yelled waving at him and fake smiled. I was waiting against the gate right next to the cafe he worked at. I need to tell him what happened before we see the movie.

"Hey!" He yelled as it started to drizzle.

"Damn it!" I said.

"Calm down," Austen said.

"I can't," I replied, "I hate the rain."

"Good thing I looked at the weather," Austen smiled and got out an umbrella.

"I hate when you prepare," I smiled.

"I know," he smiled back as we crossed the street as it started to rain harder.

It was complete silence so I decided to speak up.

"So umm," we both started.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"No you first," Austen insisted.

"Ok, well..... you know how I used to copy how people looked?" I asked twirling one of my hairs side strands. I had my hair in a braid again.

"Yep," Austen replied.

I took a deep breath, "I copied someone."

"What!?" Austen yelled.

"Yeah. It happened after you left, I was walking to the fountain, you know in the middle of campus?" I asked as he nodded, "well you see I ran into a guy there. He had fire red hair and green eyes" --Austen's eyes looked shocked-- "he bumped into me as I walked past him and he didn't even apologize. Anyway, I looked in the fountain to see a streak of red in my hair. So before I met up with you I chalked my hair before I met up with you. That's why I was angry about the rain. Your story?"

Austen sighed, "so I was working at the cafe when this happened. I was serving people as always when a cute girl walked up to me" --I rolled my eyes, he got the good looking genes of the family, while I didn't have that luck-- "she said that I should serve her and her friend. This girl she had golden hair with silver eyes and her friend, you would know, had fire red hair and green eyes. So I served them and stuff, when my nails started getting really long and sharp and I started scratching up stuff. My boss came in and saw me. I soon stopped and I asked what happened she said I had glowing yellow cat eyes and said I tried to attack a mouse toy we sell. I don't even know what happened."

I thought about the guy and then reminded, "He's in all our college courses. Remember he's the one that always sits in the back?"

"You're right. His name is Dusk I believe, I believe and he ran into me yesterday," Austen agrees.

"Look there's the movie theatre," I tried to change the subject.

"Yep. What are we going to see?" He asked, it worked.

"How about, Star Force? The new one?" I asked.

"That sounds great," Austen smiled. I can't believe I could get him away from the subject of that guy.

Austen got the tickets as I got the popcorn and sodas. The movie was great, and it went by so quickly. Afterwards we went to a fancy restaurant and then our day out ended.

We went back to our apartment to go to bed, but Austen brought up the subject again.

"We should go talk to Dusk tomorrow," Austen said.

"Damn it. I tried so hard to get you off that topic," I replied.

"Why?"

"Because,"

"What do you know?"

I sighed, "You remember the death of Ken and Braison?"

"Yes. What does this have to do with anything?"

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