Chapter 2 is up! This is so cool! I am enjoying myself. Mia+Picard is fun.

Garet: I though you were a Garet+Mia person. I feel betrayed.

You know, I haven't really written any Garet+Mia, but that's that only type that I approve of.

Garet: Yeah, you're lame.

***

Finding the Way

"Did you lose your mind or something?" Jenna asked the next day after school. "I thought you were smart enough not to meet a guy from the internet in real life."

Garet kicked at his locker in an attempt to open it. "Jenna's right, Mia. He could be a rapist or something."

Mia winced. "I thought you'd react this way."

"Picard..." Felix muttered. "The name seems familiar."

Jenna rolled her eyes. "It's the name of the captain is Star Trek: The Next Generation. I, as an ex-Treky, know these things."

Felix shook his head. "You said he was from the area, Mia? I know some guys who I instant message that live around here. What's his screen name?"

"What's a screen name?" Garet asked. "And what's instant message? Jenna, you were a Treky?!"

Jenna slugged Garet. "Shut up."

"Ow..." Garet whined as he rubbed his arm.

Mia thought for a moment. "His e-mail is picard126, but I really don't think—"

Jenna cut her off. "No way. No...way! You couldn't find a bigger freak of nature!"

"Jenna..." Felix shot her a warning glance. "Mia, that's one of my good...friends."

"Really?!" Mia shouted. "Is he cute? Does he live around here? Tell me, tell me, tell me!"

Felix pulled a notebook out of his backpack and scribbled something down. "This is his address. I think you should check him out for yourself."

Mia grabbed the notebook from his hands without bothering to pull out the piece of paper. "Alright, I'll walk there. See you guys tomorrow morning!"

"Wait!" Felix called after her. "I can give you a ride."

Mia ran off without looking back. "I'm good! Thanks anyway!"

***

Mia regretted that she hadn't taken Felix's offer as she waited to cross a busy intersection. "Don't walk" clung to the sign in front of her, not at all intent on leaving. Suddenly, a rusty old truck with blaring music parked on the curb right next to her. She grimaced as she saw the guy who got out.

"Mia! What are you doing over here?" Alex asked.

Mia didn't bother to continue looking at him. "I'm going to Picard's house. He's going to help me with my calculus."

"Why don't I give you a ride?" Alex queried. "I'd really like to meet Picard."

"No, thank you."

Alex reached out and grabbed Mia's arm. "Seriously, Mia. I want to meet him."

"Let go of me!" Mia shouted.

"Come on, Mia, what's the problem?" Alex smiled cruelly as his grip tightened. "Is Mr. Perfect too good for me to see? Why don't we go ask him who's really better in...say...making the other eat pavement."

"Alex! Let me go!" Mia yelled, struggling to escape. As Alex pulled her toward his truck, she struck out her foot and saw Alex double over as it connected with his groin. Not wasting a second, Mia raced across the street as the sign changed to "walk".

***

Garet: Man, Alex is a creep. I'm going to have to smack him around a few times for that.

Good, I wish to do likewise.

Garet: Once I'm done with him, I'm going to smack you around. You wrote that part!

Oh, yeah...well...I was possest.

Garet: Yeah.