Played By Strings Of Fate

4th String - A Movie, Rollercoasters, and Memories

A/N: Yes, I know Thor 2 isn't showing yet. I just picked that because it was showing sooner. :) Peace.

Played By Strings Of Fate

[4th String]

-A Movie, Rollercoasters, and Memories-

The week passed by hasily and when Saturday came, I was as excited as a kid going to the amusement park for the first time.

The past few days have been spent thinking about Clark. That plankton. He keeps messing up my mind. What I would give to know what's going on through that thick skull of his. We haven't talked since the night they had dinner at our house, so what? It wasn't like I was expecting him to wake me up in the middle of the night with Maroon 5 behind him singing my favorite song.

And he said he'd make it up to me. Tch.

I stepped out of my bathroom in my trainers whilst whistling to an Eminem song blasting through my iPod. Today, we're going to watch Thor 2, and I've been feeling hyper since I woke up at 6am.

I don't wake up early on weekends. Only if there were special occasions. And today is a very special occasion.

I got into my overused black and white striped v-neck sweater and gray joggers before I headed downstairs for breakfast.

"You look excited," Leslie commented with an amused smile when I greeted her with a kiss on the cheek.

"That's a smart observation mum." I replied sarcastically, propping myself up on the island.

"Well, excuse me. I forgot it was Thor." she rolled her eyes playfully then sighed dramatically, "Why can't my daughter like things normal teenage girls like? Like boy bands and Twilight?" I rolled my eyes at her stereotypical example.

"For your information dear mother, Thor is quite liked by about 75% of the female population. You know, with the muscles, stubble, heavy accent, God-like face and all that. And I love This Century. If you count that as a boy band. It is a band composed of four amazingly talented guys. Plus, if I had been born normal, you wouldn't be able to witness my amasing humour and fantastic ninja skills." I said, rather proud of myself.

"Which her Greek-God in his past life father rubbed off on her as soon as she could reply sarcastically and curse at the age of ten." a low voice which belonged to Richard spoke. He gave Leslie and I a peck on the cheek before sitting down on the island as well.

I really love Richard. We were so alike in many ways. Our hobbies and favorites were practically the same. I have the same stubborn attitude as my mother but when it comes to the things I do and want, Richard and I get along great.

People could never tell I was adopted.

"Would you two please act your ages?" Leslie questioned as she flicked our ears.

"Nope." Richard and I answered in unison.

"And profanities are strictly prohibited in this household." she added, glaring straight at her husband for teaching me his gangster-like ways. He held up his hands in mock surrender.

I smiled. I had the perfect family. Well, aside from the war I've had with my sister ever since Leslie and Richard brought me home from the orphanage.

We all ate breakfast whilst conversing about different topics. After that, Richard had to leave because he had to go back to Sheffield for work. It was a bummer that he couldn't stay for more than a week.

Leslie left a little after Richard. She had tutoring to do since elementary schools would be opening in a week.

I brushed my teeth once again (I'm obsessed with my teeth's cleanliness) and sat in front of my desktop. I plugged in my iPhone and put in some new apps and songs I had illegally downloaded the previous night while playing my Avalanche City album on shuffle.