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A/N: Okay I know that I said I would update once a month and I didn't update last month, but that's okay. This chapter is long :D. Learn to be Lonely is a song by Andrew Lloyd Webber sung by the girl that played Carlotta in the movie, please listen to the song either while or before you read the chapter. Special thanks to Dreamjedi for helping me to write this story!!!!! Please review!
Chapter One
Learn To Be Lonely
Morrigan sat up suddenly, her red hair in tangles from the way she had been sleeping. Her strange green eyes scanned the dark room to find that everything was just as it had been when she went to sleep.
The bed on the other side of the room was empty because her roommate, Autumn, had decided to stay the night in one of their friend's room. The two desks in the center of the same wall were cluttered with school books and the computer Morrigan called her monstrosity. Across from the desks was Autumn's dresser with her 19in T.V and PS2 on it. To the left of the dresser was both girls' closet. Morrigan's dresser was at the foot of her bed. The ugly white tile floor was covered by a giant red rug and a small blue and green one.
Morrigan looked at the clock on her shelf over her bed. "OH NO!" She said when she saw it was five minutes before 8:00 A.M. "This is not good!" She said as she flung her comforter off of her and jumped out of the bed. She quickly got dressed in her black jeans and Legend of Zelda t-shirt with her green jacket over it. She grabbed her purple and white backpack and her green purse before running out of the dorm room to hurry and get to her class.
She ran out of the dorm hall and into the cold winter air, thankful that she had remembered to put her jacket on. She didn't stop to think as she ran across the street. She ran down the sidewalk, not noticing the pear trees that she would have usually been staring at as she walked to class.
She was so lost in thought about hoping her teacher wouldn't be mad at her that she didn't notice the guy walking at a leisurely pace in front of her… that is until she ran into his back. Morrigan stumbled back and dropped her purse as she nearly fell.
The man turned around to see who had run into him. Morrigan looked up at him. He had his pale golden hair in a low ponytail that reached just above his shoulder blades. His semi long bangs were out of the ponytail and falling in his face. He had one sapphire blue eye and one ice blue eye. He was around 6 feet tall and well built. He wore a button down royal blue long sleeve shirt with the sleeves folded up to his elbow and dark wash blue jeans that flowed over his black leather boots.
He's kinda cute. Morrigan thought as the man smiled warmly at her. "Oh no! I'm sorry! Really, but I gotta go!" She said picking up her purse and running past the man. She ran up the steps of the building her class was in and opened the door. She ran down the hall in a hurry until she was just outside of her statistics class. She took a breath and walked calmly into the class that had already started and took her seat at the front of the room.
Fortunately, the stats professor was still reviewing the homework from Friday. The girl beside her leaned over and whispered "Number 15." Morrigan smiled, pulled her homework out and turned to number 15. She glanced at the problem, and checked it against what the professor had put on the board. Once she was sure she had gotten it right she zoned out until all she could hear of the professor was enough to know he hadn't moved on to the day's lecture.
Two shadows passed across Morrigan's desk as the professor spoke, but she was too busy being relieved and wondering about the boy she had run into. Just as she was about to spin her thoughts from strange boys and running into them to dragons and swords, the professor began the lecture on bell curves.
The class went by rather quickly and, like always, Morrigan was one of the first people out of the room. Without a second thought she made her way across the campus to her Spanish class.
XxXxX
Autumn sat in her Algebra class waiting for the teacher to arrive. She pulled out three pieces of paper and her pencil. She wrote the date, January 10, 2010, in the top left corner of the page to keep her notes in order. She sighed and began to play with her dark chocolate brown hair as her gleaming brown eyes scanned over the class room.
After a long moment she pulled her phone out of her cargo pants see what time it was. 8:08 A.M. She sighed and started to pack her things back into her bag, figuring that the teacher was a no show. He only had two minutes to get to the class before the kids would start to walk out. How am I ever going to learn anything in this class if the teacher never shows up? Autumn thought as the other students began to pack up and walk out.
When she got back to the dorm room she shared with Morrigan she set her bag on the floor by her bed and sat at her desk with a sigh. She looked around casually, noticing Morrigan's half of the room looked unusually chaotic. Knowing she had fifty free minutes, she turned back to her desk. There was nothing of any importance on the desk, because her laptop was tucked away in its case ready to go to her next class, Western Civilization, so she pulled her Chemistry book out of the little cubby hole and opened it to her homework. She finished what little of the work she had left in twenty minutes and was left with nothing to do for the next ten minutes, so she sat there and daydreamed until her mental alarm told her it was time to go.
She stood and picked up her backpack and laptop case and walked out of the room, turning the light off as the door closed. She looked at her phone to find that she had one minute to get downstairs and outside before the shuttle that would take her to the other campus left. She ran quickly out the side door of the dorm hall just in time to see the shuttle pull away from its stop. "Oh great…" She said and sat on the curb with a sigh to wait fifteen minutes for the shuttle to make its round trip.
"You missed it too?" A male voice said from behind Autumn. She looked up to see the person that sat behind her and to the right in Western Civilization. She didn't know the boy's name so she just nodded and looked down at the street. The boy sat on the curb next to her, "So did you do the extra credit that Hesse assigned?" He asked her.
Autumn looked over at the boy, her eyes big, "There was extra credit?!?" She asked him frantic. I can't believe there was extra credit and I didn't know about it?!? She added in her mind.
The boy laughed softly, "Yeah, we were supposed to write like 600 words about the movie from Friday." He said reminding her that she had not paid any attention to the class on Friday, she was too busy sleeping.
"Dang it…" She said hanging her head lowly. And I wonder why I fail that class, aside from the fact that I don't understand history…
The boy laughed again, "It's okay, I didn't do it either, besides he will give more extra credit later." He stood now because the shuttle was rounding the corner of the cross street.
Autumn stood after she had her bag and laptop case back in her hand. A few people got out of the shuttle as it stopped at the corner of the street Autumn was on. She made her way to the corner and walked up the stairs of the shuttle. She took a seat in the middle and let thoughts drift a million miles away.
Thankfully, when she got to class the teacher hadn't arrived yet. She took her seat at the end of first table, that sat three people, by the wall. "Hey what's up?" She greeted her friend, Theodore, who sat behind her.
"Hey." He said before looking back at his notes.
He's a poo head as per usual… Autumn thought as she pulled her small Acer laptop out of the case and turned it on. The screen flashed to her log in screen just as the teacher walked into the room. She quickly put in her password and opened her notes while Dr. Hesse logged on to the classroom computer.
As the teacher droned on about the French Revolution, a topic that Autumn had heard about a million times, she took notes quickly. She was so busy taking notes that she didn't notice there was a knock on the closed wooden door. The teacher continued talking as he stood and walked over to the door, when he looked to see who was on the other side though, he stopped talking. "Ah, the transfer student. Please take a seat." Dr. Hesse said as he ushered the new student into the room.
Autumn looked up from her laptop to see who the transfer student was. He wore a black button down shirt that fit him in a semi loose manner and black slacks. His black hair was slicked back and on the right side of his face was a white mask.
Really now? … Seriously? He's wearing a mask like Erik? Autumn thought as the she moved her stuff from the seat next to her because he was making his way to that seat. She leaned her bag against the wall and went back to attempting to take notes, but now her mind was distracted from class work so she tuned the teacher out and started to daydream about an anime she had been watching with her roommate recently.
"You're dismissed." was the next thing that Autumn heard. In a daze, she grabbed her stuff from against the wall and put her laptop in its case. Then she stood and, forgetting that there was someone sitting next to her, walked right into the transfer student.
He looked up at her as he slipped his notes into his black binder. That was when she noticed that he had jade green eyes. "Sorry," She whispered, "I forgot you were there."
"It's alright." He said in a soft voice as he stood. "I'm Erik." He said with a smile.
What the dickens? He's real?!?! Autumn thought rather loudly as she tried to keep a calm demeanor on the outside. She was just about to introduce herself when the guy that waited for the shuttle with her earlier reminded her not to miss the shuttle again. "Oh, sorry I have to go." She said as she walked past Erik and out of the classroom quickly.
Her mind circled around Erik, the man she had been so sure was a fictional character, and how he was now magically real as she rode the shuttle back to the dorms. Not to mention he was going to her university and he sat next to her in her Western Civ class.
As she opened the door to the room she shared with Morrigan she began talking frantically, "Oh my goodness you WON'T believe what happened to me today!"
Morrigan rolled her eye as she looked at her roommate who was practically jumping in place as she closed the door, "What, no 'Hey Morrigan. How is your day so far?'? Yes because I don't have anything remotely interesting to talk to you about." She said in her usual sarcastic manner.
Autumn sighed and sat in her chair, still bouncing and hyper. "Hey Morrigan. How is your day so far?" She asked mimicking her roommate.
Morrigan smiled, knowing that something really amazing must have happened in one of her classes, but blew it off, wanting to tell her about her mishap that morning. "Well, I ran into a really cute guy… Literally…" She said.
Instantly Autumn was interested, "What did he look like?" I wonder if she ran into Erik too… if so I don't think she would be this calm, I know I'm not… She thought as she waited for Morrigan to answer her.
"Cute?" Morrigan said as if it was a question.
Autumn sighed, "No physically!" She clarified. There's no way that it was Erik if she is asking if cute is the answer… Although Erik is insanely cute…
Morrigan smiled, "I don't remember…" She said sadly.
Autumn rolled her eyes, "Then how do you know he was cute?" Yeah, there is no way that it was Erik because there is no way that Morrigan would forget what he looked like, I mean it's really really hard to forget that man.
"Well, before I ran off because I was late, I thought 'He's kinda cute.'." Morrigan replied.
Autumn looked at her with her 'Really now?' look before perking up, "Forget about that, you won't believe what just happened!"
"Yes, you've already told me that. So what happened?" Morrigan asked eager to learn what had her roommate all excited.
Autumn sat up in her chair and began talking excitedly, "I ran into Erik!"
"The prince from The Little Mermaid? The Scandinavian guy in my book? Which Erik? You have to specify!" Morrigan told Autumn trying to figure out which Erik she was talking about.
Autumn sighed and glared at Morrigan, "Who do you think?" She asked with a raised eyebrow as she looked up at Morrigan's stack of movies.
Morrigan had a blank look on her face, "Uhh… Erik the Shakespeare guy from that book you read?"
Autumn closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. She sat like that for a long moment before looking back at her friend, "No, Erik the Phantom." She said pointing up to the movie that was on the shelf over Morrigan's bed.
"He's real?" Morrigan asked amusement in her voice. She clearly thought that her roommate had lost her mind and was going crazy.
"Well if it wasn't him it was a really good impersonator. I mean he had black hair that was slicked back and was wearing all black. He had the mask on and green eyes. His name was Erik and his voice was hot!" Autumn was speaking in a rush of excitement and some of her words ran together.
"Uh-huh, Fall, stop going to sleep in your Western Civ. class." Morrigan said, using her nickname for Autumn.
"I wasn't asleep this really happened! I swear that I wasn't asleep because I was taking notes in class!" Autumn said defensively.
Morrigan raised an eyebrow, "You, Autumn, took notes in your Western Civilization class. I'll believe it when I see it."
"It's true, I'll show you!" Autumn said pulling her laptop out and opening it. When she got it started up and her notes open she stared at the screen for a second, "Dang it… I stopped taking notes about two minutes after class started because that's when he got into the room. But I swear that this really happened. You know me Morrigan I wouldn't make this up!" Autumn was trying, desperately, to get her friend to believe that what she was saying was true.
"Not consciously, but I've heard about your dreams woman." Morrigan looked at the time on her computer and stood, "Come on you've got to get to Chemistry and I have to get to New Testament."
"But-"
"Chemistry."
"I'm te-"
"Chemistry."
"Fine."
XxXxX
Maybe I did imagine the whole thing. I have been known to have some really crazy dreams, and it wouldn't be the first time that I've had a dream where a fictional character enters the real world. Autumn thought as she mindlessly copied what her Chemistry professor was writing on the chalk board.
XxXxX
I think that Fall is on crack. I mean really thinking that Erik the Phantom was real. She has finally lost her mind to the point where I am worried about her. I wonder what my psych professor would think of this if I told her about it. Morrigan thought as her New Testament Professor talked about the book of 1st Thessalonians. Then again I don't want my roommate to be in The Funny Farm so maybe I shouldn't tell her about this. She rethought.
XxXxX
Autumn and Morrigan took their seats at the lunch table with their food of a hamburger and French fries. "So did you have any more dreams while you were in Chemistry class?" Morrigan asked as she poured an insane amount of salt on her fries.
Autumn watched her friend put the salt on her fries with a disgusted look, "No, because it was real." She said still holding true to her word about the whole thing being real.
"Right, sure it was." Morrigan said before looking behind Autumn, "Hey, Kari." She greeted their friend.
Kari sat her stuff in the booth next to Morrigan, said hi, and went to go get her food. Kari had shoulder length sun-streaked blond hair and brown eyes. She was five foot and half an inch (and yes that half inch was very important, thank you very much) tall and so skinny she had to shop in the little girls section to find clothes that would fit her right.
"Okay, since you won't believe that I really met him, let's talk about something else." Autumn suggested as she ate one of her fries.
"Okay something else. When they let you out of The Funny Farm did you tell them you were seeing fictional characters or did you lie to them?" Morrigan asked sarcastically.
"Seriously Morrigan I don't wanna talk about… Hey Erik…" Autumn said looking up at the man that was standing a few feet away from the booth looking at her.
Morrigan sat there pointing to unseen words as she mouthed what her friend had just said. "So you lied to them." She said when she was finished.
Autumn looked back at Morrigan, "No, meet Erik." She motioned to the man that was still standing a few feet away.
Morrigan looked over at the man, Wow he looks hot in normal clothes. She thought as she registered his appearance. "Hi Erik." She looked back at Autumn, "I believe you now." She said with a smile.
Erik stepped forward and held something out to Autumn. "I think that this is yours." He said in his soft voice.
It took Autumn a second to realize that Erik was holding her purple slim Razor cell phone. "Oh thanks. How did you get my phone?" She asked as she took the phone from him.
At this point Morrigan started to laugh hysterically behind her hand, but it was low laughter so that neither Autumn nor Erik could hear her, although Autumn knew that she was laughing.
"It was in your seat after you left to catch the shuttle." He replied letting his hand fall to the table.
Autumn looked down, "Oh," She looked back up at him, "Thank you Erik."
He smiled slightly, "You're welcome." The smile faded, "What's your name?" He asked.
"Oh, it's Fall… I mean Autumn." She told him, and her face went slightly pink at messing up her own name. Wow, I'm an idiot. She added in her mind.
"You're named after a season?" Erik asked with amusement in his voice, clearly not minding that she had messed up her name.
"And her state of gracefulness." Morrigan said coming out of her fits of laughter.
Erik laughed and Autumn glared at Morrigan, "Like you're one to talk!" she said in fake anger.
Morrigan was about to give one of her famous one liner, snarky comments when Erik asked her what her name was. "Morrigan." She said matter-of-factly and glared at Autumn.
Suddenly a backpack was put into the booth next to Autumn and everyone looked over to see Theodore walking away to get his food.
"Well I've-" Erik started but was cut off by someone walking up and talking to him.
"Hey Erik, did you eat already?" the man asked, not looking over at the table Erik was standing near.
"I told you." Morrigan said to Autumn, gaining a confused glance from her. Morrigan sighed, "Never mind." she looked back up at Erik and the man she had run into that morning when she was late to class.
"Yes." Erik replied before looking back at Autumn and Morrigan. "Autumn, Morrigan, I would like you to meet my roommate, Jareth" He introduced the man beside him.
The girls looked at each other. Jareth and Erik? What are the odds?, Morrigan thought at the same time Autumn was thinking, Jareth, The Goblin King Jareth? He's real too?. They both looked up at Jareth with a smile, "So, where are you from?" they asked in unison.
"You guys have got to stop with the twin talk." Kari said as she sat her food on the table and Erik moved back slightly.
Jareth smiled, "Trust me, you wouldn't know of it."
"Try us." They said, speaking in unison again.
"Seriously stop doing that! It's freaky!" Kari said getting freaked out as she ate a forkful of rice.
"But it's fun!" Autumn and Morrigan said, still twin talking.
Jareth raised an eyebrow, "It is kind of… freaky…" He said carefully before glancing at Erik then looking back at the table. "I am sorry, but we must be leaving. It was nice to meet you." He nodded to everyone at the table before turning on his heel and heading for the door.
Erik said his goodbyes before following after his roommate.
The second that the two were out of the cafeteria Morrigan and Autumn erupted in laughter.
"Is there some joke I'm not in on?" Kari asked as she ate another forkful of rice.
XxXxX
Jareth woke up in a foul mood, as per usual in the past year. Suddenly he sat up, realizing that he was not in his castle and looked around the room in a daze before his eyes fell on the bed across the room when he saw movement there. Slowly he remembered that he had left The Underground and was now enrolled in a human college.
He sighed heavily, All this to forget about her. He thought before climbing out of his bed that he had made more comfortable than the springs it had been before he enchanted it. He snapped his fingers and the lights in the room turned on, causing Erik, his roommate, to sit up and glare at him angrily.
Jareth simply shrugged it off and went about getting ready for his first day of classes. Once he changed out of his midnight blue, silk pajama pants into a royal blue, button down, long sleeve shirt and dark wash blue jeans, he sat at his desk reading a report from his 'Acting King'.
At around seven thirty Erik stood, "I'm going to go get some breakfast."
Jareth looked up from the report to his roommate, "Don't be late to class on the first day." He said simply.
Jareth heard Erik mutter something he didn't quite understand before walking out of the room. The fae sighed and sat the report on his desk, I suppose a walk might get my mind off of work for a while. He thought before pulling on his black leather boots.
He walked around the campus a few times before he realized that he was late to his statistics class and started to make his way to the science and math building that his class was in. Just as he was about five yards away from the building he felt something soft bump into him.
He slowly turned around to find that a girl had run into him. She had long, shiny red hair that was probably just below her waist and odd green eyes that looked sort of like green smoke. She was wearing a citrus green jacket over a chocolate brown shirt and black jeans. She had a purple messenger bag with white flowers on it and there was an odd green purse of the ground behind her.
Jareth's mask of emotion instantly went up and he smiled warmly at the girl. He was about to say hello when she suddenly started talking franticly, "Oh no! I'm sorry! Really, but I gotta go!" She picked up her purse before quickly running past him and into the building.
He sighed heavily, Humans are imposable. Why did I even come here? He thought as he started to make his way to the building.
"And you told me not to be late." A familiar voice said from beside Jareth.
The Goblin King looked over to find Erik walking beside him with a soft grin, "I was… lost in thought." Jareth chose his words carefully, he didn't want to tell Erik that he had walked around campus thinking about the woman that had caused him so much misery. "Why are you late?"
The grin disappeared from Erik's face and he glared at Jareth, "I have my reasons." He said as he opened the glass door of the science and math building.
Jareth shot a glare at Erik, but didn't say anything else as they walked into the classroom. The teacher was going over some assignment from before the boys got to the class and motioned for them to sit down. They walked to the only two empty seats which were the second and third desk of the second row. Jareth took the second one behind a girl with a citrus green jacket and long red hair.
Hm. Didn't the girl that ran into me have red hair? He asked himself, but dismissed the thought as the professor moved on to the day's lecture over bell curves.
XxXxX
Erik sighed inwardly as he watched Jareth's eyes follow after a girl with long red hair. "I thought studying life didn't have to do with women." He said to his roommate as he put his notes in his black binder.
Jareth scowled at him, "It doesn't. I think she ran into me earlier. I was trying to get a look at her face to be sure." He replied standing.
Erik stood as well and the teacher motioned them over to where he was erasing the blackboard. "I would like to welcome you to Blank University, I am Professor Smith." He smiled warmly and held his hand out to the boys.
Once Professor Smith was done telling them what he expected out of his class and handing them each a syllabus to read, Erik made his way to the student parking lot at the front of campus and climbed into his black McLaren P11. He sighed when he saw that his nine o'clock class at the other campus should have started about six minutes before.
Quickly he made his way over the bridge and to the other campus that had been shown to him the day he got there. He knocked on the wooden door to his Western Civilization class and, with the professor still lecturing, the door opened. The professor was a short chubby man with balding brown hair and when he looked at Erik he stopped his lecture. "Ah, the transfer student. Please take a seat." he told Erik in an annoying nasal voice before starting his lecture again and walking back to the stool in the corner.
Erik quickly made his way to the first table that fit three people. He was going to take the seat on the end, but the girl sitting by the wall had moved her stuff for him, so he took the seat next to her. He didn't have time to introduce himself so he pulled out a couple pieces of paper and started to take notes as the girl beside him started to type her notes on the laptop she had in front of her. A few minutes later she stopped typing and stared at the screen blankly, lost in thought or daydreams.
Erik took notes over the French Revolution, a topic he already knew about because he had read several books about it when he was at his opera house. As Erik took the notes he let his mind wander and when he looked at the paper some forty minutes later he discovered that he had written a letter to her complete with his old signature of O.G. He sighed inwardly as he started to put his notes away. He looked up as the girl that was sitting next to him walked right into him.
"Sorry," She whispered, clearly embarrassed, "I forgot you were there."
Erik saw a bit of shock pass over the girl's face before it was gone. He figured it was about his mask. "It's alright." He said in his soft voice as he stood. "I'm Erik." He smiled a fake smile at the girl.
The girl was just about to tell him her name when someone spoke to her, "The shuttle leaves in two minutes." The boy said standing at the door.
"Oh, sorry I have to go." the girl said, making her way past Erik and out of the room in a rush.
Of course she's scared of me. I'm a creepy man who wears a mask, who wouldn't be afraid of me? Erik turned to pick up his things, and saw something purple out of the corner of his eye. He gingerly picked up the cell phone. Where did this come from? The girl? Sighing, Erik pocketed the phone and went out to his car. He paused and looked at his car. It stood out, badly. Oh well. It was elegant and black, two very important requirements for anything he owned.
As he walked back into his room, Erik noticed his roommate was lounging on his bed reading a missive of some sort. Jareth looked up.
"And how was class?" Jareth asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Odd. We discussed the French Revolution."
Jareth laughed lightly. "I'm sure that was boring for you. Anything interesting happen?"
Erik shot his roommate a look. "A woman ran into me and dropped her phone."
"And you tell me not to study women? You already have access to a girl's phone number."
Erik glared at Jareth and turned to his keyboard. "I am not taking her phone number. What have you been doing for the past hour?"
Jareth smirked at Erik. "Reading."
Erik, ignoring his roommate, played a simple arpeggio. Music was his life, but thinking about his reason for composing was a curse. The woman that had stolen his heart for so long, she had been his reason for composing. She had been his life for years, and so her choosing another had cost him everything, his opera house, his inspiration to compose, and her. He had lived in the darkness for about a year after she left before he decided that he needed to move on and try to get along with other people. So, he moved to the states and enrolled in college.
After about thirty minutes, of trying to compose something and failing, Erik sighed and turned away from his keyboard to his empty desk. I really need to get something to fill up this desk. Erik thought as he looked up to find his roommate looking at him with a raised eyebrow. "What?" He asked the man.
"I know that look. You're thinking about a woman." Jareth said simply as he stood and placed what he was reading in the drawer to his desk.
"Actually I was thinking about something to put on this desk." Erik paused, "Don't you have class to get to?"
Jareth looked at the clock on his desk before gabbing his bag and walking out the door with a, "Goodbye.".
Erik sighed before leaning back into his chair with his eyes closed to daydream about a better time in his life.
At around eleven forty-five he decided that he was hungry and made his way to the cafeteria for lunch. None of the food looked appetizing to him, so he grabbed a salad and a bowl of sliced apples. He ate in silence at the back of the room, watching other people laugh and talk about things that really didn't matter.
Erik was just about to get up and leave when he spotted the girl from his Western Civ class walking into the room. She was laughing at some unheard joke told by her friend as they put their things on the table of the first booth. As she started to walk away to get her food she looked over her shoulder and glared at her red haired friend before walking off.
Erik sighed and pulled out the small purple cell phone. I should return this. He thought before standing and grabbing his plate. He walked across the room to the thing that moves and takes the dishes to be washed. Deciding he was thirsty he walked to the fountain drinks and grabbed a glass of water, downing it quickly before walking back to the thing that moves and takes the dishes to be washed.
He glanced back over towards the girl from his class. She was now sitting and arguing with her friend. That was…alright. Two girls. Not that scary. Neither of them looked like…her. Taking a deep breath, he walked over to the table to hear "…I don't wanna talk about…" She looked up at him, "Hi Erik." Her voice was surprised.
Her friend pointed to something unseen in the air before she spoke, "So you lied to them."
The girl from his class looked back at her friend with a small glare, "No, meet Erik." She said motioning towards Erik.
Her friend looked up at Erik, shock registering on her face before a smile replaced it, "Hi Erik." She said softly before turning to the other girl, "I believe you now." She said with the same smile.
Erik pulled the purple phone from his pocket and held it out to the girl before taking a couple steps toward the table, "I think that this is yours." Of course she would have been so scared of me she would tell someone. He thought, referring to the 'I believe you now.' comment.
It took a second before realization spread across the girls face. "Oh thanks. How did you get my phone?" She asked, taking the phone from Erik.
She didn't realize her phone was missing? I thought that girls always knew where their phone was… I must have scared her more than I thought. Erik thought as he noticed the other girl hide her mouth behind her hand in laughter. "It was in your seat after you left to catch the shuttle." He replied before letting his hand fall to the table.
The girl looked down, probably to make sure the hand Erik let fall to the table didn't suddenly reach out and choke her to death, "Oh," She looked back up at him, "Thank you Erik."
Erik smiled slightly, missing his garrote, "You're welcome." The smile faded as he realized that his train of thought had made him think of her, "What's your name?" He asked, distracting himself from his mind.
"Oh, it's Fall… I mean Autumn." The girl said instantly, a pink color filling her face from messing up her name.
"You're named after a season?" Erik asked, without realizing. That was rude… I should-
"And her state of gracefulness." her friend said coming out of her fits of laughter and breaking Erik's train of thought.
Erik laughed softly before he realized it and Autumn glared at her friend, "Like you're one to talk!" she said in fake anger.
Erik suppressed another laugh before he looked over at Autumn's friend. She looked like she had a really good comeback, but Erik didn't want to laugh again, it was… unusual for him. "And yours?" He asked her.
"Morrigan." She said before glaring at Autumn.
Just as Erik was about to say something a backpack was put into the booth next to Autumn. He looked over to see a curly haired boy walking away to get his food. I wonder who that is. Erik thought idly before turning back to the table, "Well I've-" He started to say that he had to go, but Jareth walked up and started talking to him.
"Hey Erik, did you eat already?" Jareth asked, not even noticing that Erik was talking to someone.
"I told you." Morrigan said to Autumn, gaining a confused glance from her. Morrigan sighed, "Never mind." she looked back up at Erik and Jareth.
"Yes." Erik replied before looking back at Autumn and Morrigan. "Autumn, Morrigan, I would like you to meet my roommate, Jareth"
And he says that I shouldn't study women and here he is talking to two. Jareth thought as he nodded to each one, Isn't that the girl that ran into me this morning? He asked himself as he saw Morrigan.
Suddenly both girls looked up at him with a smile, "So where are you from?" They asked in sync.
"You guys have got to stop with the twin talk." A girl said as she sat her food on the table next to Morrigan.
Jareth smiled, noticing Erik take a step back from the table. "Trust me, you wouldn't know of it." He said to the two girls. Humans really are a strange species.
"Try us." The two girls said in unison again.
Okay, these two are a bit more than strange… Jareth added in his mind.
"Seriously stop doing that! It's freaky!" the other girl said as she ate a forkful of rice.
"But it's fun!" Autumn and Morrigan said, still talking at the same time.
Jareth raised an eyebrow, "It is kind of… freaky…" Not exactly the word I would use, but it is more acceptable to blend in with humans. He glanced at Erik, seeing an uncomfortable look on his face before looking back at the table. "I am sorry, but we must be leaving. It was nice to meet you." He nodded to everyone at the table before turning on his heel and heading for the door. You owe me lunch for this. He thought as Erik caught up to him.
"What was that about?" Jareth asked his roommate as they made their way up the stairs of the building to the school's restaurant.
"I was returning her cell phone." Erik replied, I think that he has issues even looking at women. He added as an afterthought. Not that I blame him, I do too.