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Chapter 1

(Luka's Pov)

The Luftdrake was being renovated or something so we had to be in an apartment for the week. We only been there one day and we were going bananas. We had to get *shudder* actual cloths. Garnia was so against it. I wasn't eager either but we had no choice. Jahara was seemingly in a good mood when we went shopping. She kept asking if certain outfits looked good on her. I didn't know what to say cause some looked hot on her but we were teammates, it felt weird giving her fashion advice. Mishka went to but he just picked out cloths on the rack, paid, and left the shop (he was the only one of the four of us who look what earthlings call normal). I don't know why though he's usually as bad as a prep girl when it comes to shopping. Then again I didn't particularly care about him. I mean he was our general but he was so different from when we were kids, not that I'd tell anyone but still. When we got back to the apartment we saw him pacing back and forth. Jahara immediately left to her room. She and Mishka don't get along. I think they beginning to hate each other. Well I'd be freaked out to if I walked in on a guy dancing to Hips Don't Lie. When Mishka didn't make a remark at her (like he sometimes does) I knew something was up.

"What's the matter? You suffer from lack of dance," I slyly said.

"Oh very funny…you," Mishka said. Jahara came back to the living room with Duran. I felt bad for Duran a little. While we got to go outside, Duran had to stay inside a container that most humans put their reptiles.

"I'll have you know I'm in the middle of a crisis," Mishka continued.

"What you run out of perfume?" Jahara said. I snickered. Mishka glared at me.

"It was funny," I said.

"Oh just marry her," Mishka snapped back. Jahara did some serious blushing which struck me odd. I made a face.

"Ha ha," I sarcastically said. Mishka went back to pacing.

"I can't believe this is happening to me," he said.

"What are you going on about?" I asked. Jahara went to the answering machine.

"Why is it blinking like that," she asked, pointing to the machine.

"It means we have a call, Jahara," I said. "Press the play back button.

"Who'd call us we just got here," she said as she pressed it.

*beep*

"Hello Mishka," a women's voice said. We stopped dead in our tracks. We stared at Mishka. Mishka made an 'Oh this can't be happening' face. "This is Catherine," she continued. "Now I know it's been a while since we've last met almost 8 years now. But I heard you were in town and I was wondering if you would stop by for a drink at my house tonight."

We stared at Mishka as she gave him her address. When she finished he slowly walked away.

"Hold it!" Jahara yelled. Mishka cringed and slowly turned to her.

"Yes," he gulped.

"Who was that?" She demanded.

"Pen pal." Mishka shrugged.

"Oh Mishka you never had a pen pal," I said standing up. "Who was that?"

"You know I'm getting thirsty do you wanna drink," he said nervously.

"Oh no," Jahara said standing at the kitchen door. "We want answers."

"She's just a girl I kinda…. dated," he said.

"You had a girlfriend?" Jahara asked.

"You went to earth," I asked.

"It was sophomore year spring break," he said

"Mishka you hated girls in sophomore year," I pointed out.

"I hated girls after health class in May," he counter argued. "Spring break was in April."

"Oh yeah," I said.

"You had a girlfriend?" Jahara repeated.

"Is it so hard to believe that I dated a girl?" Mishka asked. We nodded.

"So what happened," I asked changing the subject.

"Well I couldn't just continue to date her so we agreed after spring break we'd be over," he said. "But somehow she got me to agree to try again next time I was in town."

"Look you can't date her now. We're in the middle of something," I said. Jahara was still getting over Mishka dating. "Jahara get over it."

"But I thought he was," she started.

"I am," Mishka said. I stepped back. "Oh please you're not my type. And I know I can't date her."

"Date who?" someone said. We turned to see Garnia looking very confused.

"Mishka had a girlfriend in sophomore spring break," I explained.

"Wasn't he?" Garnia started.

"I am," Mishka snapped. Garnia stepped back. "I have a type you know."

"Mishka," Jahara said. "Do you even like.." She couldn't even fish the sentence before she started to gag.

"No but I don't wanna hurt her." We looked at him confused. "What is a man not allowed to care for his first date? This is like important in a man and girls life unless it's terrible."

"Just be honest," Jahara said.

"I'll invite her for a drink, so buzz off tomorrow," He ordered.

"No problemo," Garnia said "I'll to a what do they call 'em baseball game."

"Luka," Jahara said. I turned to her.

"Yeah," I said.

"There's a movie in town, wanna watch?" She asked nervously.

"Sure," I said. I couldn't see but I heard someone jumping.

"Grow up," Mishka said as I turned around. Jahara stuck her toung at him.

'Yep they hate each other' I thought. 'That's look on her was kinda hot' I gave a sly smile