~Chapter 2~

Marcus looked over at his friend Joseph Moon, who was occupying himself looking out the window watching the last few first year girls running to get on the train. He had a huge smile on his face. "Man, those first years bounce like pros!"

Marcus punched him in the arm. "Eww man, you're fucking sick!" Joseph smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

Marcus now peeked out into the aisle and saw that Fate and Sadie were working their way towards his compartment. In excitement Marcus smiled and looked over at Joseph. Joseph was just turning his head from the distraction and missed Marcus' stupid smile. It was only a couple minutes before a very exhausted looking Sadie stuck her head in, immediately catching Joseph's attention. Sadie blushed a little and grinned. "Hey guys, do you two mind if me and my friend sit with you guys, we can't find any other open compartments?"

A huge grin came across Joseph's face. "Depends," he grinned," if I say you can, do you mind sitting in my lap?"

Sadie blushed further, and nodded with enthusiasm. "Yo Fate," she grinned," I found us a compartment."

Fate walked in as Sadie was settling down in Joseph's lap. "Sadie?" Fate looked at her oddly.

Sadie gave Fate a look that seemed to say "just go with it already!". Fate shrugged her shoulders and threw the small bag she had in the empty seat next to her and sat down. She looked as though she was gonna die of boredom, and Marcus madly wanted to talk to her, so he decided to introduce himself. "Hey there, I'm Marcus Flint," he stretched out his hand at Fate who was looking sadly out the window at the english countryside.

"Oh," Fate shook her head, "hello there Marcus, I'm Fate, and I'm frightfully sorry about my friend, she isn't normally like this." Fate looked over at Sadie who was now gazing into Joseph's eyes and was about to kiss him, obviously too distracted to hear Fate's comment about her behaviour. Fate rolled her eyes and looked back at Marcus, trying to get an opinion of him before deciding whether or not to pursue him.

Marcus grinned. "Well, Fate, Sadie here is a perfect match for my pal Joseph, the crazy bloak. He loves girls like that. I personally like the outgoing type too, but I'd like to at least hear her say a full sentence and have her gimme a hug before she sat in my lap, if ya know what I mean. Honestly, all's perfectly good and fine if she want's to jump in my lap, but I don't think it'll last to long if she'd rather do that then give me a hug. Once I have a discussion with her though, she can jump in my lap all she wants, I won't give a hoot about it, even if she is year or two younger then I am, if I like her, she can talk to me for a bit, maybe even kiss me, gimme a hug, show me some innocent loving, then and only then can she jump in my lap and still have my loving trust. I mean, how much can you trust a girl so eager to jump in a guys lap, she could be talking to any guy and in his lap whenever you turn around, I gotta have trust in a relationship, I can't deal with lieing or cheating, or any of that bull crap. It's all so damned stupid, I wouldn't be able to take it. Sorry, am I scaring you?"

Fate looked at him with new eyes now. Before she had only seen the cute guy with the huge ugly teeth, now she saw a whole new light in him. "You really feel that way?" Fate asked in amazement, for she had never heard of a guy preffering a discussion to a lap dance. Upon Marcus' nod she continued on with a speech which proved she was a writer. " Because I gotta say, besides minor flaws, today has felt like a dream. I mean waking up and showering, getting ready to leave home for the entire year of school, going to a school for witchcraft and wizardry. It all seems so very surreal. Then I get here and there's two people I considered to be friends practically admitting their backstabbing whores, who almost immediately afterwards crawl off to chat about how they're better then me. Going on and on about how they're soo much prettier, smarter, and popular then me. They don't even save me a spot on the train so I'm forced to go off on a desperate search for a spot with a true friend. Then we manage to find a spot, in the back, and what does Sadie do? She crawls into a guy she just met's lap, leaving me alone. Then I meet you and you tell me that amazing speech, and all the sudden it just seems like it's well, fate. Which is ironic to say the very least, because my name happens to be Fate. The only thing left is for you to say your sister's name is Karma!" she smiled and glanced out the window once more.

Marcus looked down. "Well, I'm an only child, but I do want to name my daughter Karma." he blushed.

Fate looked back at him. "Me too!"

At that moment Marcus and Fate both moved forward and just as their lips were about to meet for that ever so crucial first kiss Fate stared into his eyes and opened her mouth. "And here comes the kiss which proves it's just a fairy tale moment, a dream, or a fantasy. A kiss that's just like something from a movie, which proves that this is just too perfect to ever be true."

Then they kissed. It wasn't a particulary tarte kiss, but it wasn't extremely sweet either. It was about as perfectly normal, down to earth as a kiss could be. The held the kiss for many minutes, with a brief exchange if emotion, and just as Marcus was about to attempt something he'd never tried before, the tongue manouvre, Fate pulled away and looked in his eyes. Marcus stared back, but was interrupted by a grunt comeing from Sadie and Joseph. In all the heat he had forgotten about them being next to him, but at the reminder he noticed they were now heavily making out, and Josephs hand was anxiously working it's way up Sadie's back, now underneath her shirt. Marcus looked back over at Fate with a slight touch of disgust on his face. "Can you believe them, I mean sure, we kissed, but that was a kiss, them, they're on the verge of having children. Sorry, but that just seems wrong to me. But I hear I'm wierd."

Fate turned her head sideways and stared deep into Marcus' eyes. She knew what to do now, but she was too chicken to do it. Or was she? She took a deep breath and started. "You know what, this is Fate." were the last words she breathed before she began.