My only hope for survival with her presence nearby, I decided, was to ignore her, its not like I even liked her anyway.
Such lies my mind whispered. Damn! I’m crazy. Yea crazy, my reason for liking this girl with a halo around her was insanity. In reality I hated her! …right?
I hadn’t realised I was being introduced until Alex stood before me, his blue eyes tired, he was drained from work the night before. I was happy for him that he did a kind deed for a stranger but at least he wouldn’t be helping her forever, because of course, this girl wasn’t staying.
“Uh…Veggie? You there?” Allison appeared in my eyesight, dim compared to golden girl. She called me Veggie for several reasons, Alex explained one to Goldie.
“Power: um…” Alex hesitated, unsure.
“Ruler of the green world!” provided Allison sweeping her hands outward in a grand gesture, complete with booming voice.
She looked at me for clarification, I shrugged, “Sounds correct” I said smiling proudly.
Her eyes smiled and she snickered. “Oh! And Specialty-“, Alex shouted suddenly.
“Ultimate translator!” inserted Allison again. The girl was about to say something (her voice must have sounded like the music of heaven) but was cut off by a door swinging open.
Eliza
Is it possible to feel claustrophobic in an unnaturally large room? Apparently, the answer is yes.
With Blue-eyes’ (whose name I’d found out just moments ago was Alex) arm supporting me, it was all that was keeping me from running out of there. Feeling was slowly returning to my leg but not to my wing, meaning my only chance of escape for a while would be on foot.
I sat restlessly on the oddly uncomfortable wicker chair while Alex introduced the people lounging around the room with weird coloured eyes, all staring at me like I was the freak.
Alex held an imaginary microphone, introducing himself, “Alex Wolfe. Shape shifter, colour changer sometimes…and I specialise in a kind of human biology thing (I hate plants)…”
He pointed the imaginary microphone to a platinum blonde girl who was bordering on 6 feet and was hanging upside down from a white leather sofa. It seemed none of the furniture matched, as if they were each picked by a different person.
“Allison” he introduced, the edges of his eyes crinkling with a smile. I had actually stopped listening a while ago; my subconscious was just picking up everything I missed while I took in escape routes in case my Tracker arrived.
There was a crack going down the wall directly behind me I noted by discreetly turning around, also being startled by a guy with a mass of brown curls on his head, I imagined if he ever smiled he would have dimples but I figured I would never find out since he had a scowl stuck on his face. I turned back in my seat, replaying what Alex said while my mind drifted somewhat
Introductions
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