Constant needle pricks and hours later, I was still nowhere close to being done tending to the pile of clothes that Rebecca brought out for me. Staring up at the, around 50 shirts and pants, I began to feel a little overwhelmed. True, there was no deadline mentioned but I wanted to prove how helpful I was by completing all my days work despite the fact that I was still easing into my new lifestyle. At least, that's the goal that I began working with. Now that things became more real, however, I realized that, that would be some difficult of a task. Looking around for any sign on the brunette, I realized that the coast was clear and dropped all that was holding. The moment the quiet tap of the sewing needle hitting the desk was herd, I leaned back comfortably into my chair and closed my eyes. Sure, I was slacking... But I couldn't help it! Do you have any idea how hard it is to remain interested in a job that just doesn't interest you? Weirdly phrased, I know... But I'm sure you get the idea. If only I had my ipod... The only thing that could probably keep me awake long enough to finish sewing and folding all the clothes. Shifting awkwardly, as if because of my thoughts, my ears perked up to the sound of music! Eyes re-opening, I stared around again but this time stopped my gaze as it found it's way to a near by open window. No doubt about it, the soft strumming of a guitar was coming from outside... I could almost feel my curiosity rising as I reached for the crutches and stood to my feet upon grabbing them. Taking small but swift strides toward the said window and only looking out it once I was well rested on the wall beside.
"What are you doing?" I asked, looking down at the snake boy. The music came to a sudden halt as Evra looked up at me innocently. My guess was that he thought I was someone else, because the moment he seemed to realize who I was he grinned."I could be asking you the same thing." He said, jumping off the porch like thing he was sitting on and quickly running back up the steps to reach eye level. Throwing the acoustic he had been playing over his shoulder by the strap after finally getting to the window. "I'm being forced to work." I sighed, resting my head in the palm of my hand as my arm took it's plate on the window sill. Evra laughed slightly, before reaching and rubbing the back of his neck. I could only smile, he just seemed to be so casual, so fun... I knew from the moment I met him that this was a guy I could get along with... Despite the way we met. "Well, it's been a few hours... I'm sure no one will care if you take a break." He said, motioning to the front door before walking off. Staring after him, a bit confused, I turned my attention over to the door just in time to watch him walk in, almost as if on Que. "Cmon" Evra said, waiting patiently as his arm held the thing open. Sunlight streamed in as if following his voice, sparkles of it shinning off the scales on his body. Had it not been for the fact that I was extremely eager to get out of this stuffy trailer thing, I probably would have stood there for awhile, just looking at him dazed like.
Clearly flustered, I scurried over. Crutches in hand even as I got to him. "I'm guessing you in the middle of one, yourself?" I asked, walking through the door and smiling brightly up at him as I passed. Evra followed me outside rather closely, so close that we were now walking side by side, arms just about touching. I could hear him chuckle before speaking, "I'm actually done everything." He admitted. I stared over at Evra in disbelief. Sure I didn't exactly know how much work he did, or even what his work was, but with what I was going through, despite being new here, I couldn't even begin to imagine how much work someone who had been here any longer would have to do. One glance over at me and Evra broke out into a smile, For some reason finding my expression humorous. "It helps when you have 'helpers'" He said, causing my shock to die down. "Darren?" I asked, he nodded. "Taking advantage of a friend like that!" I exclaimed, obviously kidding around, "Tsk, tsk." Evra gave me a look, as if to say; 'I'm innocent' before re-adjusting the guitar strap over his shoulder, "Ah, he doesn't care." Evra said, now smirking for some reason. "Especially since his, 'girlfriend', helps him out."; "Girlfriend?" My question followed his sentence almost instantly, I had yet to see much kids kids running around, leading me to begin guessing who the mystery girl was. Gaze returning to him I matched his smirk with that of my own, "His 'girlfriend' wouldn't happen to be Rebecca by any chance?" I said, looking ahead of us again as the two (Darren and Rebecca) came into view, and began walking in our direction. "You catch on quick" Evra countered back, placing his hand on my shoulder before hurrying ahead to reach them. By the time I had managed to catch up the three of them were deep in conversation, I didn't pay much mind to what they were saying though, as I was pretty caught up in trying to calm my nerves.
The moment his hand touched my shoulder it was like a shock went through my body. So, having to recover, the last thing on my mind was getting in on this topic, whatever it was. It wasn't until Rebecca looked over and said my name that I quickly brought my attention back to reality. "Sorry, what?" I asked, blinking continuously out of curiosity. "She was just wondering why your here." Darren said, stopping in his tracks along with the others. Of course I did too, but it took awhile for me to find balance because of the damn crutches. "Why I'm here?" Puzzled, I looked at Darren quietly. Had he forgotten? He was one of the main causes for mine being here! "Yeah" Evra cut in, thus causing me to avert my gaze back to him. "How are you f'd up?" F'd up? My whole mind, by now, was shooting through questions, what were they talking about? "He means freaked-up." Rebecca said, happening to stop my mind from just about exploding. "Or... Something like that. Mr. Tall refused to tell us much about you, so..." Rebecca stopped her sentence short, probably figuring I would answer her right away. Good guess, I suppose. "I guess, in a way, I'm a physic... I can read minds, tell fortunes, and sometimes move objects with my mind..." As I named off all of my, 'Talents' I tapped each finger of my left hand, gesturing that I was counting it all off. As I looked back up at them, I couldn't help but be a little caught off guard because of there expressions.
Darren looked just as confused as I probably did before, Evra seemed to be a bit out of it, and Rebecca... It was almost as if her eyes were shining. "Wow... Would've never guessed." Darren and Evra said in usion, both of them looking over at each other instantly as if challenging the other. "You tell fortunes?" Rebecca asked, stepping in front of me, wearing a huge smile. Jumping a bit, because of the tone of her voice, I just nodded. "You'll need to tell mine sometime." Another nod. My entire life I was rejected because of my ability... It was so weird to be treated like this. To be treated as if I were normal.