"You know" Blake started as he sat across from me "where are you from, exactly?"
"It's a very large planet outside of this solar system" I began, looking at Blake to make sure his full attention was on me; it was
"it's called ᚾᛟᛏ" i explained "the first largest planet from our second sun. I believe on your planet they call it, Sertha" I took a sip of the milkshake in front of me, nodding at the taste
"Does our government know about it?" He asked me with hesitation evident in his voice
"Of course they know about us, especially if your people do"
"Do you know what could happen to you if they find you? They could take you again, do you know what America does; and not even for information but for fun?" He stressed the fun, willing me to understand that me being alive was something serious. Careful, I wouldn't want this country to try something that reckless
"As long as you're on this planet, nothing can force me out of it" I promised "nothing"
"I don't want anything to happen to you" he shook his head, stress evident in his outline "you have no idea what the people are capable of, hell, even I have no idea what they're capable of" he finished, then continued, and began to ramble.
"Blake" I soothed, extending warmth "I'm going to be just fine, as well as by your side, so don't try to be sending me off so fast" I joked "I just found you"
Blake sighed in defeat and nodded "ok sure, but if anything happens-"
"Nothing will happen" I smiled on assurance, knowing already how calm he is due to my extension "now let's enjoy the cows stuffed between this grain and live a happy life"
"What ever you wish, your highness" hah, I should say the same to him, as he's also a king. I won't though, I'll let him soak in the thought of things first. "Your highness" ,smiling at my thoughts I shook my head, men.
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We had left the restaurant and were just walking around enjoying each others company, holding hands, laughing, talking; it feels surreal.
"You know, this is my first time being accepted by anyone" Blake began, I looked at him confused.
"How is that possible? You're so..."my words trailed off trying to find the perfect word "extraordinary"
"As are you" he smiled down at me before looking back in front of us to keep walking "I guess people see me as something...different" his eyebrows furrowed trying to find the words
"What do you mean?"
"I'm a high schooler, people in high school don't really care about the others feelings" he chuckled humorlessly
"You're perfect" I brought his face to look at me "you're a hardworking individual with an open mind and a big heart, who care what they think; it's about how you feel" I explained, burning his face into my memory "and do you feel accomplished?"
"Yes" he stated "yes I do"
"Then that's all that matters"
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"Which house is hers?" I questioned, I'm really not sure as to why I'm even doing this to be honest; I don't like his friend very much.
