Mau5in' Around

Epilogue

"Alright class, midterms are almost here, so remember to study."

The class packed up their belongings and shuffled out of the room with no commotion, with no screaming, or complaining… just calm and civil.

Damn, I love college.

She felt her phone vibrate. Once she was out of the classroom, she reached into her deep pockets and flipped it out. A smile came to her lips when she read the caller ID.

"Hey Alesia! Haven't heard from you in a while."

Raven walked down the halls of her community college and exited out with several other students. She happily chatted with her old high school friend that she had not talked with since graduation. She owed it to this friend of hers, because without her help, she wouldn't have been able to graduate. She had missed a huge chunk of school sometime in the spring. With Alesia's assistance, Raven was able to catch up and make the deadlines to graduate with the rest of her peers.

"Raven, I was wondering if we could hang out tonight for old time shakes!"

Raven thought. Tonight… was a Friday night. "Sure, why not? I'd love to. Wot do you have in mind?"

"I was thinking we could go to London and hang around the town. Maybe we could go shopping or catch a show?"

A bigger grin appeared on Raven's face. "Sounds wonderful. Where you want to meet?"

"How about the Metro station at Russell Square? At 19:00?"

"It's a plan."

…

Raven listened to her precious music of Scooter as she waited outside of the underground's entrance in the square. It was ten minutes until 19, so she had a little bit of time to kill before Alesia would show up.

A group of boys, probably just a bit younger than her were crowding around the bulletin board, which was covered in local ads. The kids were making quite a fuss about a certain ad. Curious, Raven lifted one of her headphones off her ears to listen in on their conversation.

"Bollocks, 'e's performing tonight! Bloody 'ell!"

"Who the fuck is 'e?"

Their accents were very thick. Raven slinked a bit closer… they were gesturing to a particular ad on the board that was just below their eye level. She wanted to see.

"'e's an upcoming DJ. 'e's been through 'ere before, I've seen 'im, and 'e's bloody great!"

One of the other boys shoved his fellow friend, "Oh jus' pack it in, and tell me wot's 'is name?"

"Look there, face ache!" The one who got shoved then jerked his friend's head toward the board.

"Don' touch me, punk!"

They both laughed and joked and threw fake throws at one another with their fists. Raven's curiosity was building. Who was it they were talking about?

One of the boys bent over and looked at the ad they were all blocking. "'ow the fuck you suppose to say that name? Dead… maufive?"

Raven's eyes went wide. The bloody hell did he say?

"It's probably… American!" One said in a whiny voice, sneering and still laughing.

"No, it says 'ere 'e's from Canada."

"The bloody 'ell is 'e doing in England then? Is 'e really that good?"

"I'm telling you-" said the original friend. The group began to walk off as he continued, "'e IS good. Let's go see 'im perform!"

Raven quickly walked over to the board full of ads in a hard trance. Her eyes were locked on a colorful poster just at her own eye level. The image of a red headed mouse figure smiled at her in the picture. Colors of different spotlights shown around him, as the idiotic face stared back at her.