Hey hey hey! It's Danica with a new Thor story! This is a Loki/OC story, but don't fret! If you've ever read my Loki/Darcy story, Mischief and Magic, and you think I might not still like the pairing, you are mistaken. I still love Loki/Darcy, but I got an awesome idea (well, awesome in my opinion) for a Loki/OC, and I just had to write it! Actually, it could've been a Thor or Fandral and OC story, but Loki is my fave character ever in Thor, so it had to be about him! Anyway, here it is!
I was not having fun at the moment.
Though before I get to that, I suppose I should introduce myself. My name is Lenna Eve Crowne. I know right, awesome name. Anyways, I'm twenty one years old, and I'm going to college to be a criminal psychologist. However, since it's summer, I earn money by working at a seafood restaurant.
I live in Dallas, Texas. I moved here just a few weeks ago with my family, leaving my friends behind in NYC. I transferred colleges so I could be with my family. I could never stand being in a different state as them.
I have a little sister named Selina. I usually call her Leaf, because she loved collecting leaves as a kid. She's thirteen years old. She and I look alike, except for the fact that I'm older and taller. We both have long, curly orange/red hair and brown eyes. We were both pale as sin, and burned easily. Not a great thing when you live in Dallas, especially with all the heat and sun we have right now. It hasn't rained all summer. Stupid drought. I swear, I won't even be surprised if a wildfire started any minute now.
I'm that tall. At least, if you consider five foot five tall, than yeah, I'm tall. But otherwise, I was kind of/sort of tiny.
I'm slender, not skinny, and not that strong. I can barely lift thirty pounds. It's not my fault that I'm not that physically active. Except for running. I can run fast, but I'm not good at sports. Especially football. I must've had a record amount of times getting hit in the face during one gym class. I'm proud of that.
Anyway, you're probably wondering why I'm not having fun right now.
Well, I was swerving a family their Jumbo Shrimp when suddenly the little boy (who had eaten five slices of bread), threw up on my brand new shoes. Back to present time now.
"I'm sooo sorry!" the mother gasped, grabbing a napkin and dabbing the little boy's mouth. "Xavier! Why would you puke over Miss Lenna's feet?"
I laughed in my head. I love it when people called me Miss Lenna.
"I sorry," the boy mumbled. The people at the other table thought it was adorable. Me, well, let's just say I'm not a fan of little kids, so I wasn't exactly thinking adorable.
"It's okay," I said, smiling slightly. "I'll send Luke over to you guys." I waved my co-worker over and he finished swerving them while I went to the bathroom to wash my shoes.
"What happened? Got nervous?" asked one of my new friends, Quinn.
I rolled my eyes. "No. Little kid puked on my shoes."
She wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Gross. Anyway, Boss wanted me to let you know that you can go now. You've been working a series of double-shifts anyway for the past week, and we've got enough people here right now."
I grinned. "Okay, thanks. I'll see you tomorrow for another exciting day at Pappadeaux."
Quinn snorted. "Right, exciting."
"Well, we gotta do something over the summer," I reminded her.
"Yeah yeah yeah Lenna, text you later, see you tomorrow, all that other shiz," said Quinn, opening the door.
"Bye!" I didn't leave the bathroom for ten minutes after that, and the puke was still there. Time to go to Target again.
"I'm home!" I yelled as soon as I shut the front door of our house. We lived on a small street connected to Oak Lawn Avenue, right down the road from Walgreen's.
"Hey Lenn!" Selina shouted, running down the stairs with her two friends, Kate and Andy, short for Andromeda. She's got an awesome name too, though I don't mean it sarcastically.
"What?" I asked, throwing my keys onto the counter. Mom and Dad didn't even mind. And I didn't mind that I still lived with my parents, even though I had enough money to buy an apartment for myself. But I was so close to my family, just the thought of not living with them, especially Selina, was sad.
"Can you drive us to the Renaissance please?" asked Selina.
"Why do you need to go?" I asked curiously.
"Annie's there!" Selina said excitedly. I immediately remembered Annie. She was Selina's best friends from New York.
"Okay," I said, grabbing my keys again. Selina, Andy and Kate started squealing excitedly. Andy and Kate were no doubt excited to meet one of Selina's old friend.
"Andromeda!" Kate pointed to the door before Andy walked into it. Selina and I kept our fists in our mouths to keep from laughing as Andy struggled to get up. She glared at us mockingly before running outside and hopping in my car.
"Oops, I forgot to lock it," I said. "I'm dumb."
"Yes, yes you are," Selina said, smirking at me. I narrowed my eyes playfully at her.
"You will so regret that, Leaf."
Let's just say that there was a bump on her forehead for two weeks after that.
I loved driving at night. Especially in the city. For some reason, it made me feel like I could do anything. Cheesy, I know, but it inspired me, somehow. That's probably why I drove at night every chance I had.
It was about a five minute drive to the Renaissance Hotel. I loved the architecture of it. My dad always said that it was like a tall, perfectly smushed cylinder. It was a unique shape.
Selina, Andy and Kate ran out of the car and into the hotel. I stayed in the car and turned on the radio.
I looked up into the night sky and I smiled. Before I wanted to become a criminal psychologist, I had wanted to be an astronomer, or an astrophysicist, like my cousin.
Jane Foster, my cousin, was nine years older than me, so she was thirty years old. I hadn't seen her since I was fifteen, though we still sent each other the occasional email. In every email, she always sent new observations and plans. I tried to understand it, but compared to her, at least in those kinds of things, I'm stupid. I was better off talking to murderers about why they kill people.
Two hours later, Selina, Andy and Kate finally came back. I realize that I could've just drove around, but I was too lazy. It was already midnight.
"So, did you guys have fun?" I asked.
"Yeah," said Kate.
I nodded, looking at the three of them smushed together in the backseat from my mirror.
"That's good," I said. "As soon as we get back to the house, you have to go to bed." I felt like I was their mother. But Quinn always said that I was pretty immature for my age. Well, that's what I get for hanging around Selina and her friends everyday.
When we got back to the house, I made sure that I locked my car. Selina gave me a thumbs-up. I smiled in return.
I trudged up the stairs and closed my door quietly, not wanting to disturb my parents or the girls. But of course, my body couldn't help it, so I collapsed onto my bed, exhausted, making a loud, crashing noise.
So, what'd ya think? How are the characters? Especially Lenna. Loki will probably show up in the third or forth chapter, so bear with me! I have plans for how she meets him, but I have to get through a couple more chapters first, mostly for the sake of the plot, but also for a little character depth! Please review!
