Dimensional Drift (Original)

Part 2

14/5/2017 ; 7 : 31 A.M.

"Bye, Mom! Bye, Dad!" I yelled over my shoulder as I hopped down the steps of the porch. A chorus of goodbyes trailed in the air behind me as I ran down the sidewalk. As I passed my friend's house, I saw her come through the door and wave to me.

I waved back at her. She ran down her lawn and onto the sidewalk to catch up to me. I heard her footsteps tapping rapidly on the concrete as she ran up behind me.

"Yo, Ju! Convinced your mum to let ya go to my school?" She said.

"Yes, I did, DJ! I am so excited! Wanna know why?" I asked as she paced herself beside me. She raised an eyebrow suggestively with a smirk on her lips.

"Okay, so, not only have I been wanting to go to this school for god knows how long, but I found something out too," I told her. "Archer, my guard in the other world and my boyfriend, just got out of a coma in modern day and goes to this school!"

"No way, really?!" DJ squealed. I nodded eagerly as we came up to the school. She showed me the office and I got my class information and a locker number with a lock.

"You're in my class, too?! Best day evah!" DJ threw her arm around my shoulders, pulling me in to give me a noogie. I giggled and freed myself from her grip, running down the hall to room 105. Walking into the class with DJ, we settled into the fourth row of desks. I put my bag on the ground beside the desk after attaching my lock to it and we began making jokes and puns, annoying each other to no end.

DJ stood up and leaned on my desk, telling me another pun. I poked the air beside her, "I'm not touching you~." I sang. She smirked playfully. Uh nu. She grabbed my hand and lifted me to be level with her, but her still standing a good half inch taller than me, and pulled my body to press against hers. "Yes you are~." She sang back to me before gingerly kissing my forehead.

I pushed her back to her desk, laughing lightly. I caught sight of a freckled boy staring at me from the corner of my vision. I smiled at him and his face flushed pink before he turned back to his friends. But his eyes stuck in my mind.

They were the same electric blue and moss green ones as Archer.

And if there's one thing I know, it's that the only thing that doesn't change from your body in between the worlds is your eyes. "DJ, gimme a piece of paper and a pencil." DJ questioningly gave me what I had requested and I sketched out a picture of Archer and noted down his traits to the side of the picture.

"Describe that kid," I pointed very precisely to the boy. "I think I'm onto something."

"Okay then, let's see . . . His name is Archangel, Arc for short, he's roughly 5"4' from what I can tell, he has freckles. He has a normal enough frame, doesn't look too strong but not weak. His right eye in electric blue with tiny, barely noticeable specks of silvery gray and his left eye is this forest-y shade of moss green. He has shoulder-length, curly, golden-red hair that is almost always pulled back into a pigtail or something similar. His bangs are slightly less curly than the rest of his hair and are often braided back and pinned out of the way on his left eye.

"He's kind, popular with lots of girls, was in a coma for a month and just came back, too, like your bf. He's, uh, he's pretty strong now that I think about it. He's brave, good with weapons like the bow and arrow and swords or knives. He's cool, and flirts with people he loves, and makes the cutest names for them." She described Archangel.

"Like sweetheart, love, darling, and or hun?" I asked.

"Yeah, actually!"

"I knew it! I was right! I'm meeting him the next chance I get." I say.

"Right about...?" DJ gave me this confused look.

"I think that this Archangel guy is Archer, I mean my boyfriend from the other world, DJ!" I squealed, showing her the paper that said they were practically the same person. Just different appearances. Same personality, same cutesy nicknames, same eyes, frame and build.

"Oh my god, you're right!" She squealed with me before the teacher silenced the class.

"Everyone, we have two very good pieces of news today. First, Arc has recovered from his coma and will be learning with us again. Second, we have a new student, Miss Jules Divren. Let's give them both a warm welcome and get to know them again, we have a free day today!" The teacher exclaimed, and everyone started chatting amongst themselves.

I gave DJ a "wish me luck hope I don't die," look. I stood up and slowly walked over to Archangel and his three friends. They weren't paying attention to me, so I whispered, "Archer?" Arc glanced in my direction, giving me a quizzical look before continuing to chat with his friends. I noticed a small, jagged scar poking out from under the collar of his shirt.

It was him. I covered my mouth with my hands and felt tears gathering in my eyes. "You really asked the Lord's daughter to be your girlfriend?" One of his friends asked. He nodded happily. I saw he saw sketching out a picture of our kiss in the field he set up yesterday that we danced in.

"Archer, love?" I whispered again, using my voice from my other life.

"No way . . . ," He looked up at me. "Lady Julietta?" He dropped his pencil and sprung up, hugging me as tight as he could. I hugged him back and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. His friends looked so confused.

"Archer, your friends look a bit confused, care to explain to them?" I giggled as he released me.

"No~, you're the only thing that matters right now, M'lady~." He lifted my chin up to look at him and kissed me sweetly. I kiss back and we pull away, then start giggling as his friends wear a kind of "What the flip is going on are we all gonna die," kinda look.

It was the most hilarious thing that I've ever seen.

People were giving us confused glances. We shrugged it off. Said we'd explain at lunch.

But, boy did we have a lot to explain.