Disclaimer: still not mine. Doesn't that suck...
A/N: God, hopefully this doesn't turn out to be a mary-sue. That would suck. Anyway, I wrote this a while back... I mean a WHILE. Sooooooooo, yeah. I just figured Dennis something comparable to a life before/other than working for Cyrus...
Chapter One
Flashback
Once again, Dennis had the whole sidewalk to himself, as everyone else, regardless of what direction he or she was headed in, fled to the other side as to avoid the clairvoyant teen. Those who weren't afraid of his sheer abilities were scared that he might uncover something of their personal lives.
Eyes fixed to the cement he was walking over, he slowly scuffed his feet along the sidewalk, making his way home. Catching him completely off guard, he felt a body swiftly brush past him, heading in the opposite direction. As he stopped moving all together, he stiffened himself and clasped his eyelids shut, preparing for the rush of pain to hit him in one hard blow, and show the events of a life like a picture show.
But it never came.
Utterly confused, Dennis slowly blinked his eye open and turned to stare at whomever he had just bumped into. To his surprise, it was his new neighbor, wit whom he had avoided any type of contact with since her move in next door. She looked like a young deer ready to flee, wide-eyed and alert.
"Jules," Dennis began, shock seeping into his voice. That was the extent of his knowledge about her: her name.
"I'm so sorry," she started apologetically, the sunlight dancing on her dark hair, now slightly calmer.
Suddenly, Dennis unexpectedly grabbed her hand. Nothing. He released it, then repeated the slightly peculiar action. Oddly, there wasn't the faintest trace of questioning present on her face.
Seemingly sensing his confusion of thoughts, Jules said softly, "I have a secret of my own."
In sheer disbelief, Dennis could only nod. He realized that this was what he had been waiting for: a person with whom a linking did not occur.
"May I walk with you?" Jules smiled sweetly, calmly, seemingly reading his happy emotions.