My Insane, Complicated, and Oh So Paranormal Love Life (Immortales vs Powers)

Crazy Old Man

Carter's POV

I watched the sunrise through my window as we drove. We had woken up early and gotten a quick breakfast before getting back on the road and driving some more. The tension had cleared up a little between the boys but no fully. Damian was still acting weird but he was more like himself than he was yesterday.

Last night when we had finally stopped driving we were all tired and checked into a motel. The motel only had a room with a queen and twin bed along with a couch that turned into a bed. We finally decided me and Karl would share since we were practically siblings. I fell asleep almost immediately.

We were sitting the same as we were yesterday with William and Karl in the from and me and Damian in the back. The hours went by slowly it seemed. I was getting more and more bored by the minute.

I looked at the clock and it said 5:49pm. I groaned and went back to looking out the window. When I thought I was about to die of boredom Karl suddenly said, "Look! That sign says New Orleans 6 miles!"

We all looked over where he was pointing and saw a sign that was so far away it was almost a speck in the distance. Damian couldn't read it even when he squinted. Everyone turned and looked at Karl. William then realized he was driving and turned back to the road but stared at Karl in the corner of his eyes.

"What? What's wrong? Why are you all looking at me." Karl asked us.

Damian spoke first, "I am a vampire. Vampire's have spectacular sight. And even squinting I can't read that. It is about a mile or two away, maybe farther...."

"Well that means New Orleans is about 8 miles away then. Still pretty exciting..." Karl said. He was slightly freaked out but trying hard not to show that he was.

The car got quiet as we all thought about what we had discovered about Karl. He definitely wasn't human, that was for sure. But we had no idea what he was so we all silently agreed to worry about it later.

William sped up when we got close enough to see the sign. We were all excited to be going to New Orleans. It was something interesting unlike the driving we had been doing the past 24 hours.

New Orleans was pretty basic until we started to get into Bourban Street. That was when we saw the live bands and stuff. We parked the car and started to walk down the street so we would blend in better.

There was music everywhere. Live bands and just solo people trying to make some money. Up ahead is where everyone was crowded though. We headed over there to see what was so cool. There was a boy about 16 maybe 17. Only a year or so younger than me it looked.

He finished playing a flute then handed it back to a random person before saying, "Who's next? I can play any instrument. Give me anything!" Person after person handed him instruments and he played them all beautifully. Making a new song each time.

I wanted to give him some money but we needed to save our money so we clapped for him and started to walk past him. He just finished playing an instrument as we passed.

I quickly said, "Good job. Your are very talented."

He smiled brightly and said, "Thanks! Donations always help. I am hoping to become famous but at the moment I am broke. I'm Rowen by the way!" Rowen was obviously very energetic.

"Carter c'mon! We need to keep going!" William said.

"I would love to help you Rowen but we really need to save our money," I said.

A new guy came up and said, "You are saving your money yet your friend is wearing designer clothes?"

"Drew! Don't be mean. It might be fake like the stuff I am wearing!" Rowen said.