As a project for her final year at Wagstaff, Tina is assigned a pen pal to write emails to for a month. But little does she know, her new friend is not what he seems.
All I want is you, will you be my bride Take me by the hand and stand by my side? All I want is you, will you stay with me Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea?
(I dedicate the song for this chapter to Ze because I'm a sappy bitch)
Tina's POV:
Castor is staring right at me, lighting up a like a Christmas tree. Literally. His skin is bioluminescent. And purple. Like in his Halloween picture.
"C-Cas?!" I whisper shout, crawling out of the window and trying to figure out how to get down safely.
I don't have to think about it for long before an invisible force picks me up and places me on the ground effortlessly.
"Cas, what the heck?!" I freak out. "Wh-why are you wearing your Halloween costume?"
"It's not a costume Tina...I...I'm not...from Salt Lake City." He starts, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
"Well...obviously." I mumble.
"I'm...from Mars." He says. I begin to laugh.
"What are you even saying?" I bust out laughing even harder.
"Tina." He looks at me sternly, brushing blue hair out of the way as little antennas spring from his head.
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How I picture Castor, except he has dark purple violet eyes and the antennas are purple as well. The art IS NOT MINE! I found it on google because I sort of wanted a visual!
"Cas...what...are...what are those things? On your head?" I ask shakily, not wanting to believe what I'm seeing.
"My antennas." He shrugs matter of factly.
No way! No fucking way!
"Yes fucking way." He smirks.
"Wh-what? I didn't say that out loud I-" I stumble over my words.
"Yeah uh...that's one of my...powers." He smiles sheepishly.
"You read minds and freaking levitate people?!" I shout.
"Not just people...things...and girlfriends." He blushes.
He takes my hand in his. "Come with me."
"What?!" I ask in disbelief. This is some kind of crazy dream. No way!
"Hold my hands and close your eyes. It might...feel weird at first." He instructs.
"What are you talking about?!" I shriek.
"Trust me." He gives me an honest smile.
I shut my eyes, a tingly feeling in my entire body. "Whoa..." I giggle a bit. It tickles.
When I open them again, my eyes widen at my surroundings. Definitely not Seymours Bay. And definitely not Salt Lake City.
A bubble surrounds me, but not Castor. I realize it's protecting me when I see what it's for.
