Born in the Stars (Complete)

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into laughter. "I'm a true drag queen now, huh, Floraline." Jason began to 'strut his stuff'. The trio all soon began to cease their laughter.

"Wait but what do you mean you didn't hit her because you were mad. I mean didn't you hear what you called her?" Floraline nodded. "I know. But it wasn't her I told that to."

The two friends exchanged a confused look. " It was that murky monster who took Mia's spot." Floraline pounded a fist into her palm. Marina and Jason tried so hard to keep in their laughs.

"Go ahead and laugh. But when the darkness captures you, we'll see who'll be laughing then." Floraline darkly stormed out of the rest room.
"Wow. Didn't expect that from Flora." Jason flipped his fake hair. Marina nodded then looked at the very feminine figure. "Um... You can take that off now."

"Nah. I'm good. It makes me feel... Special." Marina giggled, "Gayboy." And ran off. "It's not an insult if it's true!" He ran off after the shorter girl.
Two peering eyes in a cloak watched as they ran off. "There isn't enough time. I have to get her back. Even if it means risking everything." The figure roamed the hall trying to read the alien languages and numbers which were English and Spanish.

The figure's eye caught a glance of something extraordinary. "This piece seems so bizarre. So peculiar. Yet it seems so special. What is it?" The figure then felt as if he were being watched, "You!" He turned where the voice coming from.
It was her! Floraline Patricia Ramos. A former Lithumian. She wasn't gone! "Floraline! How beautiful you look after all these eons. Even for a young human." Floraline was confused. She wasn't going to fight nor fly.

"Who are you. And why are you always stalking me!" Floraline tried to seem intimidating. "You're scared. I see. Flora, come with me. I can't believe I finally---" "Uh uh. No! I am not going with you. Not unless you tell me who you are and what you're doing stalking me!" The cloaked Lithumian sighed, "Stubborn as the day we met. Yet you still do not remember this handsome Lithumian." "Do you mean Lithuanian? And if so, I am glad I do not remember an arrogant mess like you. If I had met you."

Floraline then paused to allow the fellow explain himself. "I am Lithumian. It is a distant planet. About 2,300 light years away from this hell you call Earth. On my planet--uh our planet-- Earth means Nirvana, in a way," Floraline let her guard down,"I'm here to take you home." Floraline was even more confused than when he first began to speak.

She turned on her heel and slowly walked to her respected class. "Flo! Why aren't you listening to me? This is--" "Crazy! I don't know what drugs you're on, my dreams or weed, but I'm not listening!" She interrupted him. "Please listen!" The man pleaded. "Only tell me who you are, a prankster or another bully, and leave me be!" She screeched at him. "I am Kenyane. I haven't much more time but please! Please believe me when I say--" he was cut off when he blew info a puff of colorful smoke that pushed through the hallway.

Floraline shrugged it off and casually, but nervously, headed back inside. "Floraline." The girl of that name then headed toward the front of the class.

"I didn't mean to. I--" "I know. But since you still hit her you have to have 5 days of detention." Floraline frowned, "I am so sorry Mia. My close friend." Floraline nodded, clenched her stomach, and sat down.

It's not your fault. It's the Shadow Dweller's fault. They disguised as your friend. Yet it is your fault. You responded with fight instead of flight. Being human has changed you. You're becoming sicker each and every day, Floraline. You need help. I can help. Do not trust my brother in the cloak. He sent you there in the first place. A soothing teenager's voice called out to her in a peculiar dream one night. Floraline wore colorful garb dressed