Chapter 1

I gazed out the window my mind instantly checking off my mental checklist.

One, go to school and Ace the Anatomy test – Check. Two, turn in my analysis essay on Ancient Myths – Check. Three, eat lunch and set up an appointment with the guidance counselor to further preparation for the upcoming college entrance exams – Check. Four, Survive Pre-Cal.. -50% Check.

That's when a voice interrupted my thoughts. "Ms. Tye, won't you answer the question for the class?"

I casted my emerald eyes to the board to see a foreign language mixed with some type of new symbols, which meant absolutely nothing to me.

'Oh Great,' I thought. '-so much for checking off survive Pre-cal off my list...'

Mr. Carmichael cleared his thought loudly, as if to make sure he had my attention. "Ms. Tye, an answer please."

I adjusted myself in my chair and examined the board once more. Seeing no ray of hope, no type of clarification strike me, I simply gave up. "Mr. Carmichaels, I believe that is a very good question..."

I then turned and pointed my finger to my fellow classmate, and was acknowledge with a dirty look.

"For Alyssa."

Mr. Carmichaels aspirated a long and annoyed sigh of disappointment. "If this question had been on a pop quiz what would you have done?"

I shrugged my shoulders and answered whole heartedly."Dunno, probably would've just skipped it."

He shook his head and just as he was about to open his mouth to say some smart teacher comeback, the bell rang. Thus, signaling a wave of students to swarm out of the room, myself included.

'Thank goodness.' I thought to myself.

Leaving campus, I watched as all the groups began to form, gossiping about the latest rumors, discussing the fight that had broken out during lunch, chatting about boys and such. I rolled my eyes, they were so lame. I mean not that I was one to speak, being a nobody who just liked to go home and write fanfictions about my future husband Thor, but hey at least I wasn't caving into society's norm!

As I walked down the street I began to see more people. A couple walked by, hand in hand, completely enthralled with each other. Seeing that kind of thing killed me inside.

'I want Thor to hurry up and come home so we can get married.' I wined to myself.

Here I was a blonde seventeen year-old, with a pretty good body, being forced to walk home alone, and forced to wait for the love of my life. Life is just too evil.

"It's just not fair..." I mumbled to myself as I dragged my feet. Slinging my bookbag over my shoulder, I began searching for my house keys. I wasn't paying any attention and didn't see nor hear any sign of someone coming. Until out of nowhere something solid, and definitely male, collided into me. I fell to the ground, pinned in an awkward position with the stranger on top of me. Our noses were smashed against each other, and the only thing I could see other than red was bright icy blue orbs staring directly down at me.

I blinked and began to shift around beneath his weight. "Umm, I don't mean to make this situation any weirder than it is but..." Before I could sputter more words out the stranger was off me and on his feet. He stood above me a weird look on his face.

I couldn't tell what was more impressive how tall he was, the four beauty marks, or the fact his hair was redder than any gingers I've ever met.

His eyes widened just before he pointed his finger at my bag.

"Why is Thorsy's name written all over your bag?"

"Excuse me? Thorsy? The name is Thor and he is my husband." I said in a matter-a-fact manner. A sly smile began to tug at the ends of the mystery man's lips, his eyebrows lifted showing an amused expression on his face.

"Oh," He cooed "You're married to Thorsy?"

I could feel a vein pop up on my forehead, this guy was more irritating than my teachers. "I'm sorry, I don't think I ever caught your name..."

He crossed his arms and stuck out his tongue at me. "That's none of your business, kitten."

"Kitten?" In all my confusing he took out a piece of brightly wrapped candy and tossed it at me. "Till next time, Kitten."

I shot him a look of confused look.

"Wait, wha-" The candy then grew and exploded, consuming me in pink smoke. By the time the pink smoke disappeared the mystery ginger was nowhere to be found.

'That has to be one of the strangest moments of my life.' I thought to myself. Shrugging my shoulders, I picked up the keys that had fallen onto the ground during the collision and headed inside to my humble abode.

Just around the corner, Loki had perched himself on a tree branch and observed the human as she walked into the building.

"Married to Thorsy huh," He mumbled to himself. "She seems like a fun person to play with." An unknowing grin spread across his lips.

"Loki!" Loki looked down to see Balder running down the street towards the tree where Loki had taken shelter.

"Loki, get down here! Yui invited us to dinner, and I don't want us to be late." Balder cried while motioning for his friend to climb down from the tree. With a roll of the eyes and a soft sigh Loki slid off the branch. He landed on his feet all crouched down close to the ground.

"I don't see why you like her so much... Don't you think she's boring?"

Ignoring the comment his friend made, Balder grabbed Loki's hand and began to head to their destination.

"Yui has helped us in many ways. I don't understand why you don't like her." He stated

Loki then yanked his hand away from Balder and crossed his arms behind his head. "It's not that I don't like her, it's just I don't see why you're so star struck by h-"

"I love her Loki, and you'll understand what love is one day my friend."

Loki laughed "You're kidding me right? I do understand what love is. I love you and Thorsy, isn't that enough?"

Balder sighed. "Yes, but that's not the love I'm talking about. When you truly love someone, you'll know. You'll never want to leave them, they'll always be on your mind, and every time they smile at you, every time they strike conversation with you, you'll always hold those moments near and dear to your heart."

Loki began to mumble. "Whatever, that will never happen to me. Having you and Thorsy is enough for me. I don't need anybody else."

With that Loki stomped off to Yui's place with Balder trailing not too far behind him.

The next day, I woke to an overly excited alarm clock just dancing away on my shelf. I raised my hand and clicked the snooze button on the contraption.

"Ava, breakfast is ready." Sang my mother from the kitchen.

I began to moan and grumble as I crept out from under the warm safety of my covers and onto the floor.

"Ugh, why can't I just stay home?" I mumbled to myself.

My door creaked open to reveal my mother dressed to the nine, looking down at me.

"Ava, what are you doing on the floor?"

"I'm trying to decide whether or not to disobey the law and just skip school like how the rebels do in the movies."

Mom crossed her arms and pursed her lips, clearly not impressed.

"Ava, get up and take a shower. Change into your school uniform, eat breakfast and get your ass to school. Listen, no daughter of mine-"

"Will skip school, blah blah blah, you will not have your daughter make the same mistakes you did etc, etc. Mom I get your point, just give me a minute to wake up."

Taking in a deep breath, she turned and left in a gruff manner. I groggily turned over on my back and began looking around my room. Figuring that my mother would probably come marching into my room at any moment because she hasn't heard any running water, I decided it was probably a good choice to crawl over to my dresser, grab my uniform and go take a shower.

Twenty minutes passed and I had completed my morning tasks and was making my way to school. The normal walk down the street that I took every day was nothing new, nothing ever changed. Nothing ever hit me in the head, especially nothing brightly wrapped. So when it did happen I wasn't all to enthused, especially when the owner of the candy was that ginger, who was waving his hands around in the air. "Kitten!"

'Oh God,' I thought. 'Great, now I have a stalker.'

The mystery ginger ran up to me, just as I began to glare at him.

"Where ya going, Kitten?" Not amused at all, I gave him a 'What the hell do you want' look, after a few passing seconds of his facial expression not changing I sighed.

"I'm going to a public facility due to the fact that my government will throw my parents into jail if I don't attend." He crossed his arms behind his head. "Well, that sounds boring."

I scoffed "Y-yeah, you're telling me. Hey, you should tell me your name if we keep on running into each other."

He smiled "How about we play a game?"

I blinked "Umm...yeah, no. I got to get to school... So bye."

I turned and began to walk away, but when the red-haired man began to walk with me I stopped.

"Awww, come again Kitten. I was just going to suggest a guessing game."

I eyed him closely, "Do you go to my school? I don't think I've seen you on campus...but, that doesn't mean anything."

He began to chuckle. "No, actually I'm new to these parts and my friends seem to want to hang out with this girl, rather than moi."

I rolled my eyes and whispered. "I wonder why...But, seriously, what is your name?"

He looked around before grabbing my hand. "Come on, let's go."

I firmly planted my feet into the ground, so he couldn't drag me to some unknown place. "Dude, I'm not ditching with a person who has no name and taking the risk of my mother going to jail."

He smacked his lips and tugged my arm with great force "Come on, your mom won't go to jail and plus," He lowered his face so that his frosty eyes met my evergreen ones. "Wouldn't you like to go exploring for a day?"

I moved my head back. "Yeah, but that still doesn't answer my question about your na-"

"Give me a nickname. I like nicknames Kitten, and since ya have one. How 'bout you give me one." He said with a Cheshire Cat like grin.

I thought over the proposal and decided you know what, what the hell, let's take a risk. "Fine," I said. "On one condition."

"Oh," He teased "And what might that be."

"That you promise to help me with my fanfictions...Loki"

His eyes widened "Loki? Fanfictions?"

I nodded my head slightly excited. "Remember how I said Thor was my husband."

"Yeah..."

"Well, I love Norse mythology-"

"Mythology?"

"Ancient Religions, don't interrupt me again... Anyways, I love Norse Gods and I write stories, fanfictions, about Thor and I being married. Also, you seem like a trouble-maker...similar to the Norse God of Fire, Loki. Plus, that red hair gives me more reason to call you Loki, so your nickname shall be Loki." He then nodded his head, took a deep breath in, and laughed.

"Well, ok. I get it. Fine."

He smiled and took my hand in which he still had in his grasp and wrapped his pinky around mine and shook. "It's a deal!"

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-WorldPeaceMan