Nathan and Micah

The Person Trapped in the Ball

Song: I couldn't think of a song for this chapter

Prompt: While cleaning your attic, you find a box of glass balls with names on them. You accidentally drop one and as soon as it shatters, a person appears.

I am in the attic, sorting through boxes of my old notebooks from school. I have been on a cleaning spree recently and this is the only room that has not been cleaned. I am slightly regretting it now due to the amount of dust that is covering every surface and now covering me. But it will be worth it when we have a clean and organised attic.
I shift some boxes around and lug the suitcases to the back of the attic. I start stacking them on the wooden shelf, when I notice a black box pushed right to the back of the shelf. I haven't seen this box before, it is more dull than the ones my mum usually buys. I reach to grab it and my arm comes back covered in dust. Great. I sit down on the floor, a mistake considering how much dirt is on it, and blow the dust off the box. So much comes off that I start coughing. This clearly hasn't been touched in years. Holding the box away from me, I carefully remove the lid. I expect something to jump out at me but nothing does.
"Thank the maker," I whisper. I pull the box closer to me and peer inside. There are 8 glass balls, each wrapped in white tissue paper. I pull one of the balls out, running my hand over it. It is cold and mostly smooth but I can feel something engraved in it. I spin it in my hands. I have to squint to read the tiny writing. I think it says: Nathan.
"Nathan," I say aloud, "Maybe it's a gift for someone." I go to place it back in the box but, me being the clumsy person that I am, miss the box completely and instead drop it. The ball shatters, glass goes everywhere. And out of the mess of glass, a person appears. I scream, scrambling to my feet.
"Mum! Someone's in our house!" Right as I say it I remember that mum just went out. My heart starts beating faster and my palms start to sweat. What do I do?
I am about to scream again when the person, a boy, puts his hand over my mouth.
"Can you please stop screaming? I have the worst headache." The boy slowly removes his hand from its place over my mouth and puts it in the pocket of his oversized hoodie. I step back, taking a moment to study the boy in front of me. He has dark brown hair that hangs in front of his dark brown eyes. He is wearing a black hoodie and black tracksuit pants. He has black Converse on his feet. We are the same height. He's kind of cute, I think to myself.
"Um, who are you?" I ask.
"My name is Nathan. But you already knew that."
"Nathan. Your name was on the glass ball."
"Exactly. Thank you for waking me up, by the way. I have been trapped in there for almost 2 decades."
"Two decades?!" I exclaim, "But, you don't look that much older than me. Maker, what is going on?!"
"Maker? Is this a new god or something?" Nathan asks. He is looking through the other balls.
"No...it's from a book." I bend down beside him. I'm still in shock that there was a person inside the ball. I'm still in shock that the person is so good looking. And I am even more shocked when he runs his hand through my thick black hair.
"What are you doing?" I say, jerking away.
"Sorry, you have a lot of dust in your hair. I was trying to get it out." My heart starts beating faster as Nathan continues to brush the dust out of my hair. I can't process anything that is happening now.
"Hey, I still don't know your name." Nathan says, finally untangling his hand from my hair.
"Oh, I'm Micah."
"Well, Micah, it's very nice to meet you.