"Is your cosplay ready or not?" Logan asked irritably.
"It is!" I replied, "I just need to get it on!"
This years comic con was going to be the best I couldn't help thinking. "She's still not ready?" Out of nowhere someone joked, I recognized that voice. After thinking about it I realized, it was Zack.
My flushed bright red, "Of all the people he could of invited" I muttered, "he invited Zack."
I started putting on the top of my cosplay when I realized that I didn't know where the most important part was. "Logan!" I yelled, "I need you to find the wayfinders!"
"Got it!" Logan replied.
"Let me help too," I thought I heard Zack say.
I turned to look in the mirror, pride swelled up in me. This cosplay was one of my best yet, the hair: me, the clothes: me, the accessories: me. "Found them!" Logan yelled," are you finally ready?"
I poked my head out the door, "No, I'm not," I stacked sarcasm.
I started to retreat back to the room when Logan yelled, "Lexif, think fast!" And threw a wayfinder at me.
It all happened so fast all I remember is putting my arms up to grab the wayfinder then everything going black. I woke up inside a strange place on a circle piece of land surrounded by darkness on all sides, that had a strange design on the ground. A ball of light floated towards me and started speaking to me, "I'm lost, can I stay in your heart while I wait for my friends?" It asked.
The voice sounded vaguely familiar. " Sure, you can wait in my heart," I had no idea what I was saying and why I was saying it.
"Thank you," The ball of light whispered and moved towards my held out hands.
I held the ball of light close to me. As I did, it melted into me. Suddenly there was a huge flash of light and afterwards the design on the ground was somewhat changed. I heard a faint whispering that I couldn't make out, but it slowly turned into a yell, someone yelling my name...
"Lexif!" Logan yelled panicked.
"What is it?" I asked groggily while sitting up.
I turned my head in Zack's direction. He was dressed up as Terra, his brown hair spiked and shaped just right with stunning blue eyes and a determined/worried look on his face complete with the armor on his shoulder and keyblade by his side. It was strange, when I looked at him I felt an aching joy within me, almost to the point of crying. Curiously I didn't know why.
My eyes shot down to my hands, a wayfinder was there but it was the wrong one. "Logan," I started somewhat exasperated, "You gave me yours!"
Logan looked at me confused when realization dawned on him. "Oh... sorry," I saw his face tint red.
I heard Zack laugh silently. "Well," Zack started, "Why don't we head to comic con instead of sitting here 'laughing' at each other."
On "laughing" he added emphasized air quotes. Logan quickly nodded and switched wayfinders with me.
"Okay," I agreed, "Mo-om!"
"What is it?" My mom yelled from the kitchen.
"Were leaving now," I answered, "And we're going to be back at 4:30- 5:00ish!"
"Okay, have fun," she yelled back, "Bye!"
"Lets go then," Zack smiled.