A/N; Okay I'm fixing these chapters and then I'm posting a new one, so hold your horses to all of my faithful followers!
Devlin's POV;
I drew my hood over my ebony black hair as I walked down one of the many streets in San Francisco, as the sun was kissing the water giving it that orange tint to the usually blue sky. The buzz of the hover cars sounded in my ears, almost driving me crazy. Of course the city had changed over the events in the past, but most of it older parts stayed in tact like Fisherman's Warf, Pier 39, Alcatraz, the Bay Bridge, and, most importantly, the Golden Gate Bridge. Other parts of San Fran were there too, but most of the Big City of California had turned to the future.
The only reason why I was here in San Francisco in the first place was because my cousins, the Tennysons, lived here (both sets, one from my Aunt Julie and the other from my Aunt Elaina [don't ask me how that works because I don't even know]). The Tennysons had three main residences; one near Mt. Rushmore, one in New York, and one here in Frisco which is where they mainly lived. Even though my family, the Levins, lived in the Valley of California, but we almost always visited my cousins. All of my main family was here... including all six of my siblings, seven if you include the one that on the way.
While I was pondering why I had so many brothers and sisters, I heard a voice behind me screech, "DEVLIN!" The next thing I knew, I was having the life squeezed out of me by one of my closest friends, 13 year old Cassie Anderson.
"Cassie!" I choked, "Only twelve here! I'm way too young to die, but if you don't let go of me, I'm gonna!"
"Oh sorry!" she said, as she released me. After I straightened my grey sweater, I looked up and saw Cassie staring at me with a strange expression on her face. She seemed really spacey.
"Uhm Cassie?" I said cautiously, "Are you alright?"
"Wha-? Oh, yeah, I'm okay," she said. She thought for a little bit and then started to rub her right arm, which most girls did around me (which thoroughly confused me). "Devlin, can I ask you something?"
"Go ahead, shoot," I said, shoving my hands deep in my pockets of my blue jeans.
The cold bay-area air whipped our hair around our faces as we stood there waiting for her to speak, her short coffee brown hair looking almost flyaway in the wind. Her bright blue eyes were lowered to the ground as she searched around for words.
Finally she seemed to have gathered her exact words. "Would you- would you like to go to... winter formal with me?" she asked, her face reddening as she said it. "As a date?" she added, quickly.
I felt my face go very hot. Then I swallowed the lump the size of a walnut that had swelled up in my throat. "A-a d-date?" I stuttered.
A/N; Okay A; Please don't flame me. B; DEVLIN NEEDS A GIRLFRIEND DAMMIT! Please Review!
~Ellie~
