The starboy and the angel

Chapter 2: Investigation

That night I couldn't stop thinking about her. Questions couldn't be answered. Just who was she?

Suddenly my thought bubble popped when I heard my phone ring. I took the phone and I see the name Dew. Just in case you didn't know, that's the nickname of my best friend, Artie. I call him Dew since he loves the freaking soda so much.

"Hello?" I asked, obviously knowing someone would respo-

"Zy!!" Now that was a fast response. "Wanna come by to that wierd mystic store?"

"Why the hell would I want to waste my time with some hocus pocus freak show?"

"I've got a date and I wanna see if lady luck's on my side tomorrow!"

I almost forgot, he's useless with girls. He already got rejected 16 times in a row and still counting. I really doubt if he would have any luck for tomorrow. But somehow it felt odd. He never really believed in the supernatural, so why is he asking me to come?

"Wait" I paused. "Since when were you interested in the mystic arts?"

"I looked up on her facebook that she loves to read horoscopes. I think I can learn a thing or two to you know, impress her with my knowledge." Well that explains things. I looked at my clock and I instantly replied.

"It's 11 o'clock in the evening. Do you even think that place is open?"

"You don't know until you try!"

"Urgh." I grunted. "Fine, but this better be interesting."

"Thanks man! I'll be there in half an hour!" And then he hung up.

I did a quick sigh and got my jacket, took my keys and started rolling. As soon as I got there I see Dew waving at me right next to the store door. As soon as I enter I was greeted with the smell of herbal incense with a stare from the wierd lady at the corner. She didn't really look like your stereotypical fortune teller. She looked like she was at her thirties, curly blond hair with a mysterious look. She gave us a smile and walked at our direction.

"What can I do for you two?" As soon as she asked that, Dew went in front and immediately asked.

"Can you give me a horoscope tomorr-"

"No, your date won't go as you want to and don't even dare giving her roses. She's allergic to flowers." She interrumpted.

Me and Dew looked at eachother in disbelief. She really can read minds! As soon as he was about to open his mouth she stated.

"If you're gonna ask me how I know that I should let you know that you are going to date my niece, Artie Cornwald. Oh, and here's some bad news for ya. You aren't her type. She decided to accept your offer out of pity when you asked her out the other day."

Damn, he got dumped again. This time, before the date. That's a record! Although I felt a pint of disappointment. I really thought she could read minds...

Dew looked down the floor and started act gloomy. He walked toward the door with his short-lived confidence on the floor. "Zy, I'll go back home for now. I'll be in my room, hugging my pillow again." Aaand he left. Poor guy.

"You look like someone from another world wondering how the world works." She said. I turned my back as she looked at me in the eyes. "That stare. It's very rare to see one like yours. Heck, It's the first time I saw it in my life."

Is she nuts?

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"You're not from here, that's what I'm talking about." What? "You were born here as a human, but your soul, somewhere else."

"Are you high?" I asked curiously, as I raised an eyebrow.

"Can't you feel it? That feeling of loneliness when you're with people. The automatic isolation they do to you as a natural instinct of being different. The stare you gave me was deep, even for a while. You were completely analizing every detail of this place, even if I was authentic or not." She hit the nail.

After a moment of staring at her, I asked. "How do you know all of this?"

"Because I know a stranger when I see one. Don't you remember who you are?"

"Who I am?".....

"Here." She said, extending her hand to me. "Take it as a gift."

It was an amulet. It was a little crystal ball with 7 little balls on it, matching the colors of the rainbow.

"You might need it, to treat that cosmic amnesia of yours." She said.

Am I going crazy or is everything starting to make sense?

"I think I'm going to have a time off.."

"Sure, just be safe. She's waiting for you." She told me as I went out the door.

She? Who the hell is she?