The Unknown

2

"How are you Luca?" The woman asked

"I'm kind of confused to be completely honest. I mean, there are a bunch of humans and then there's just you."

"Who did you meet today honey?"

"I don't remember. I can't even remember if it was a boy or a girl." I really can't. When I'm here, I don't remember anything about my real life.

"You don't remember because you don't want to. But whoever you met today, will definitely be important here. I sent him to you to help you. So get to know him. I'm going to send you home now."
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Jason freaking Marx. I could stop thinking about him, yet I couldn't remember him when I needed to. I woke up from my nap to the smell of dinner. My stomach growled so I went downstairs to snoop in the kitchen. When I when down there it looked like normal. Killian, Maron, Mom, Dad. Then I saw the boy that was supposed to help me in my dreams. I scream.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Killian asks.

"Watch your language before I whip your ass, boy." Mom scolds him then turned to me. "But really sweetie, what the fuck is wrong with you?"

"I am a little put off by the fact that there is a stranger sitting in my seat."

Jason looks at me and runs his hands through his hair. "Actually I need to talk to you."
Maron gets up and gets in his face.

"Listen here Casanova, if you touch her, hurt her, or do anything to make her upset I will find you, and I will hurt you."

"Look man, I don't want to mess with your girlfriend. I just need her help with something."

"Mar, it's sweet, but relax dude, I can take care of myself." I look at Jason. "And I'm not his girlfriend. What do you need my help with?"

"Can we go somewhere else? This is going to sound a little crazy to everyone else."

"Um, yeah. Come on." I lead him outside. We walk in silence to the park near my house. Once we get there, he finally speaks up.

"So is it alright if I just call you Luca? I heard Mr. Nelson calling you Luca-Maree and it seemed like a mouthful."

"Yeah that's fine. It is a mouthful. We all have weird names. Like my brother's name is Killian, our sister's name is Kennedy, even our parents, my mom's name Althea, and my dad's name is Emory."

"Well at least you guys aren't Jasons or Hannas. We have super generic names and it sucks."

"My grandma got me one of those license plate things with the names on it, and guess what she did?"

"What?"

"She somehow found one for the other two, but for me she bought one that said Lucas, scribbled out the s with Sharpie, and gave it to me for my birthday." We both laugh. "I think it's funny now, but I was a really upset eleven year old."

"Yeah, unfortunately I've never had that problem. My name is Jason so..." he trails off. "Look, so what I needed to talk to you about. Have you been having dreams?"

"Well yeah, everyone does."

"Not me. I never do." he looks away. "Or least I didn't until I moved here."

"What kind of dreams?"

"Ones where I'm on a different planet. And there was a woman who told me to talk to you. that you would help me with "our mission" on that planet. I went looking for you but I couldn't remember what you looked like."

"Jason, I couldn't even remember you at all. I couldn't tell her if you were a girl or a boy."

"Well that the first thing we need to do." he looks at me. "We need to find each other. But there is one other thing too."

"Yeah? What is that?" He jumps down off of the playset and stands right in front of me. And then he kisses me. I pull back shocked.

"Woah. Luca, if I crossed a line just tell me. If you have something going on with Maron, tell me. I would like to make it through high school."

"Are you seriously scared of Maron? There's nothing going on there, he just my brother and I's closest friend. We've been friends since we were in diapers. I'm just surprised." I look down at my hands.

"Why?"

"Because you're cute. And, well, I'm just me."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm asking you straight up right now if this is a bet. Because if it is, then I want out."

"Who would I bet with? I've been here 3 days. Outside of my sister, I don't know anyone except you three."

"Okay. I just don't want to get hurt again."

"Don't worry, I think between Norma and Norman Bates sitting at your house playing video games, I think even if I wanted to, I would die." I laugh and kiss him again. "You think it's funny, but I'm not kidding."