Chapter Three: Lunch O'clock

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Aphmau P.O.V 

I yawned as I turned onto the street Castor lives on. Wait, I'm still in my Pajamas! Ugh, Oh well. I look up to see Laurence talking to the 'Chicken shaman' Shit. He turns around and looks at me. "Hey, Aph, what are you doing here?" He asks me. Well, no turning back now. "Looking for you, I wanted to see if you wanted to go out for lunch later," I lied as I put on the most innocent voice ever. I walk over to the pair and look over to Castor. "Oh, who's this?" I asked nicely. "Um... he is my friend, he goes by the name the Chicken Shaman," He says a little embarrassed. "Nice to meet you, I'm Aphmau," I say nicely and hold out my hand.

"Anyway, I would love to," Laurence says as he changes the subject. "Great, well I'll see you later," I say as I turned to leave. "I better get going too, see you later," My friend says as he rushes over to my side. We both wave back as we continue walking. "Well, I have to go to the mall, so I'll come to your house at half eleven, okay?" I said. He nodded as he continued to walk. "See you soon," He said whilst waving back at me. I smiled as I walked in the direction of the mall.

I turned and watched as he turned a corner. Thank goodness. I spun around and sprinted over to Castor's house. I banged on his door and on the second knock he opened it, causing me to tumble in. "Hey Castor," I say smoothly as I brush my hair out of my face. "Um... hey, Jess," He said with confusion. "Look, I need your help," I said swiftly. I then take a huge breath before allowing all the words to tumble out, " WellyouknowhowitismybirthdaysoonmyfriendsTravisandDantegotmeandmyotherfriendsticketstoSly'sshowintwodaysandevenworseitisaVIPticketsoIhavetomeethimP-batandStevenfacetofaceandallofmyfriendshavenoideaabouttheholeladythorthingorthefactthatIammarriedandmyroommatehasareallybigcrushonSlyanditwouldbrakeherheartifsheknewthatIwasmarriedtohimandtheboyshaveacrushonmesoitwouldshattertheirheartsandIwouldhurttheirfeelingiftheyknewthatIhadbeenlyingthiswholwTimewhatdoIdo?!"

"What?" Castor asked. I sighed.

 "Well, you know how it is my birthday soon, my friends, Travis and Dante, got me and my other friends' tickets to Sly's show in two days. And even worse it is a VIP ticket. So I have to meet him P-bat and Steven face to face and all of my friends have no idea about the whole lady Thor thing or the fact that I am married. And my room mate has a really big crush on Sly and it would break her heart if she knew that I was married to him and the boys have a crush on me so it would shatter their hearts And I would hurt their feelings if they knew that I had been lying this whole time. What do I do?!"  I repeated slowly. 

Castor looked at me uncertainly whilst he absorbed all this unfortunate information. "Good luck," He said as he saluted. He quickly turned and tried to escape into his house. The key word there was tried. I grabbed him by his brown hair and made him face me. "Listen, I NEED your help," I said desperately. "What can I do?" He said harshly. I looked at him huge eyes and tears rolling down my cheeks. Castor knows he can't make me cry. "The most you can do is hope that they don't recognise you," He said with a shrug. More tears leaked out of my eyes. " Or..." He said with a frustrated sigh. A smile began to grow on my face. "You could pretend to be sick for about a week," He suggested. "But won't it be rude," I said as my smile faded, "I mean, they must have gone through hell and back to get those tickets!" I said as I through my short arms in the air in defeat. "Well you're back at square one, as I said, good luck," He said as he turned and went back in his house. Wow. I didn't even get any bacon.

I trudged home in defeat. I guess this was bound to happen. I opened the door. Huh, I guess they never locked it. As soon as I entered I noticed the time. Shit. It's almost half eleven. I raced up the stairs, passing a very confused Katelyn. I practically flew into my room and dived into my closet. I grabbed the first things that I saw and luckily enough, it was gene shorts and a black      T-shirt that says 'dark knight' in gold writing. I put them on quickly and grab my leather gloves and a black cap with a gold rim. I sprinted back down stairs. 11:28. Just in time. I put on my black and gold huaraches. "Why are you in such a rush?" Katelyn asked, not looking up from her phone. "I'm going out with Laurence for lunch," I answer quickly as I grabbed my leather Jacket. I reached for the door and I opened it. "I'll be back soon!" I called and I was about to close the door after I stepped out. I popped my head back in. "Oh yeah, lock the door please," I called. "Thanks!" Not waiting for a reply and shut the door after me. It sure is cold today. Meh.

I shuffled across the road hurriedly. Why did Laurence have to be with the Chicken Shamen of all people? Why did I have to say that I was looking for him? And why did I say lunch of all things? I am such an idiot. Well, no turning back now. What's done is done.

I knocked on the door and it was soon answered by my brown-haired friend. "You ready?" I asked. However, it was quite obvious he was. He was wearing genes and a blue checkered shirt. "Yep, let's go!" He said as he closed the door behind him. I feel like this going to be one hell of a long day. Good going Jess, you're on a roll today!

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