A/N: My A/N is now at the end of the chapter, just thought I should let
you know.
Also, I am having it so that Artemis showed up the day that I showed up. When I was woken by my mom, I had first shown up at that dimension. Sorry. ************************************************************************
We slowly walked back to my house, neither saying much. I knew something was wrong, but to tell the truth, I was a little afriad of Artemis. I didn't want to get on his bad side. Part of what was bothering Artemis was probably the fact that he couldn't do anything. He had to trust someone who didn't trust him, or he it. That was all well and good, but he was making me jumpy.
When I'm around someone who's angry I tend to tiptoe around them, less confrontation that way. In order to tiptoe around people you have to second guess them, that meant that my adrenaline was rushing, and I was jumping at any little sound. Finally, after someone yelled to their brother really loud, Artemis said something.
"Why are so jumpy?" he asked coldly.
"You're making me nervous," was my reply.
He didn't have anything to say to that, I bet he knew why he was making me nervous. That was when someone yelled out, "Hey, Thia,"
"Hi," was my puzzled reply, I didn't even know this girl.
"I've been looking all over for you!" she yelled while running across the street to me.
When she got closer I realized who she was, " Cat? Oh, my gosh, I didn't recognize you at first." I said with a laugh, giving her a hug.
"Are you okay?" she asked, suddenly stepping back. I'll take this moment to explain something, the Cat I know has brown hair, is pretty but not gorgeous, and a sweet innocent person. This girl had Cat's face, but had blond hair, and dressed like a prep. My Cat abhorred preps, and we always met with a hug.
"Not really, I didn't get enough sleep, and I'm having trouble focussing on anything." I answered, trying to look serious.
"Oh, bummer, I guess you wouldn't want to go hang out tonight." She said, the familiar pout looking odd on this girls face.
"I probably wouldn't be able to anyway, you know the exchange student?" I asked.
"Yeah?" she replied, obviously having no idea where this was going.
"Well, he's him." I told her.
"He looks like my granpa, all serious and like he has a stick up his ass." She said, looking him up and down.
"If you have to insult, could you please be original?" I asked condesendingly.
Cat gave me a weird look, "like what?"
"Oh, something like, he looks like a corps that has just rissen after having to spend a day in a conference about the different aspects about girls. Though you'd probably use something better than that though."
"Uh huh, maybe I should talk to you when you're feeling better." She said, her voice sounding like she was handling a fragile vace.
"I think you're right, I'm already scaring myself." Was my reply; that seemed to work with her, for she looked releaved when she walked away.
"Who was that?" Artemis asked.
"She was a stranger in Cat's body," I told him bitterly.
He just gave me a weird look. "Why do I make you nervous so easily?" he asked, honestly wanting to know.
"Because your emotions are so intense. When you're angry it's like you're screaming, 'I'm about ready to explode, you better watch out.'" I told him.
"Most people don't notice it," he responded, his voice still a monotone.
"That's hard to believe," was my stiff reply.
"Hmm," was all he said. I just took a deep breath, and kept thinking, patients is a virtue. It worked, I didn't kill him. By then we had reached 'My' house, and entered it in silence. "Well, would you like a tour of the house, or would you like to settle in?" I asked, for all the world as if he were an exchange student.
"I'll unpack," he said, playing along. Then we went our separate ways, me to my room, him to his.
As soon I had entered my room, I fully realized what it looked like. Earlier, it had seemed exactly the same, but under closer inspection it was nothing alike. My room had deep rich colors in it, like this one. I had painted it myself, with the assistance of my friend Cat. This room was darker, the colors were used in such a way that they were foreboding. I couldn't really explain it, but this was a place of night-mares. My bed had a black coverlet, with red streeks. I kind of liked that, but I like I like to have ALL kinds of colors present. I tend to switch my interests around so much that I need to have a pretty basic room. This was nothing like that, I'm sure it worked for her, but not for me.
I was beginning to bend under the stress of this room, I sat down by the door, and considered what to do. I couldn't change things too much until I was sure that the girl wouldn't came back, or that I wouldn't leave. That left me feeling cold and alone, but I soon shook the feeling off. I would wait for two weeks, if nothing had happened by then, I would try to carve a nich for myself. In the meantime, I needed to learn about this girl.
I searched her dresser and saw that the dark clothes I was wearing now, were one of many. Where were the bright colors, dark colors are needed, but not JUST dark colors! I searched her desk next, it had some letters that I immediately began to read. Apperently Cat, Shirly, and Merla were her friends too. Though it seemed that all exept for Shirly were largly different than my friends. She also had a boyfriend named jack, nick-name Merlon, a dog that died two weeks ago, and two friend I didn't know. They were both guys, one was called Bryan the other was Charly. I was in for some major trouble. From looking through her stuff she seemed a lot like me at the core, but unlike me, she had an identifacation. You know how people can say they are a Goth, or a Prep, or What ever. Well, she was a Beatnic, those people who wear only black and drink coffy a lot, and listen to poetry. I had nothing against that, I had always wanted to dress up as a beatnick, but all of my back pants would get white or yellow paint on the, same with my shirts. The problem was that, I liked to try on many different styles, never wearing the same one twice. I couldn't do that if I was to pretend I was her.
I just sat down, this time truly overwellmed by it all. That was when Artemis entered the room, "I had never thought you would have a room like this." He commented pleasantly, his anger gone like a bad memmory.
"Haven't you ever heard of knocking? And this isn't my room, or my house, or my family, or anything else related to me." I said, my anger, annoyance, and fear leacking through.
He just left the room, I remmained there, thinking things over. I didn't move until long into the night. ************************************************************************ A/N: Here's reviewage!
Silverlight's Shadow: Alright, a quote, I don't know if I've told you this one but, "Fairy tales are more than true; not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten. ~G.K. Chesterton~ You stole my line, "I eagelry await your next chapter/review," is MY line! But I;m glad you like it. I am going to ignore the eyetwitch and say that I am glad you liked the alternate dimension bit. I need some ideas here, I am completely making up this town and people, help me!
Shonen Terrorist: Yes, you get your name in the Authors note now. I lead up to my characters, I have a plot line? Why wasn't I told about this?! To tell the truth, I have been improvising, but I'm getting better at planning ahead. You see that little red line that keeps going down? That's my stress level!
Selena(): I'm glad you think it's amazing and like Artemis' personality. I would appreciat it if you would gove me somemore meat in your review. I need something to build off of. Thank you much.
Xsamtz: Okay, that's a random pen name, but whatever floats your boat. I'm glad you like my story. What do you like about it? I need some meat!
Eliza Star: Yeah! I have an idea bouncer! You and everyone else seems to like my alternate universe thing, I am so happy. Okay, I am planning to have Holly and Co. have deliberatly sent Artemis into Cerinthia's world. The fact that they got sent into the wrong world is a mistake. I want to have the fairies doing something while Artemis is gone wich explains the set up. What should it be? It needs to be something that won't lead to a whole new plot. I want his to end when they are taken back to Artemis' world, then Cerinthia will go to her world. I wan tot have Artemis realize what happened, along with Cerinthia, and it needs to be something justified, at least something we can understand why they think it's justified. PLEASE HELP ME! Many thanks.
Angelgirl10: Okay, my typing and spelling suck, and (cough) I do read over it. Exept for the last chapter, that one it was either post then and not spell check, or wait till the next three days. Sorry. I am making an effort. I can't have Flirt and Co. come or the plot will be screwed up. If you want to here the plot read my reply to Eliza Star. It doesn't have anythign personal. I am going to give you a poem, I have run out of quotes.
For an Autograph
Though old the thought and oft exprest, 'T is his at last who says it best,--- I'll try my fortune with the rest.
Life is a leaf of paper white Whereon each one of us may write His word or two, and then comes night.
"Lo, time and space enough," we cry, "To write an epic," so we try Our nibs upon the edge and die.
Muse not which way the pen to hold, Luck hates the slow and loves the bold, Soon comes the darkness and the cold.
Greatly begin! Though thou have time But for a line, be that sublime--- Not failure, but low aim is crime.
AH, with what lofty hopes we came! But we forget it, dream of fame, And scrawl, as I do here, a name.
~James Russel Lowel~
Midnight Moonbeam: I'm glad you read and liked. Now please give me a REAL review. Something with stuff for me to build off of. I'm glad yo ulike Clue, for right now I hate it!
Also, I am having it so that Artemis showed up the day that I showed up. When I was woken by my mom, I had first shown up at that dimension. Sorry. ************************************************************************
We slowly walked back to my house, neither saying much. I knew something was wrong, but to tell the truth, I was a little afriad of Artemis. I didn't want to get on his bad side. Part of what was bothering Artemis was probably the fact that he couldn't do anything. He had to trust someone who didn't trust him, or he it. That was all well and good, but he was making me jumpy.
When I'm around someone who's angry I tend to tiptoe around them, less confrontation that way. In order to tiptoe around people you have to second guess them, that meant that my adrenaline was rushing, and I was jumping at any little sound. Finally, after someone yelled to their brother really loud, Artemis said something.
"Why are so jumpy?" he asked coldly.
"You're making me nervous," was my reply.
He didn't have anything to say to that, I bet he knew why he was making me nervous. That was when someone yelled out, "Hey, Thia,"
"Hi," was my puzzled reply, I didn't even know this girl.
"I've been looking all over for you!" she yelled while running across the street to me.
When she got closer I realized who she was, " Cat? Oh, my gosh, I didn't recognize you at first." I said with a laugh, giving her a hug.
"Are you okay?" she asked, suddenly stepping back. I'll take this moment to explain something, the Cat I know has brown hair, is pretty but not gorgeous, and a sweet innocent person. This girl had Cat's face, but had blond hair, and dressed like a prep. My Cat abhorred preps, and we always met with a hug.
"Not really, I didn't get enough sleep, and I'm having trouble focussing on anything." I answered, trying to look serious.
"Oh, bummer, I guess you wouldn't want to go hang out tonight." She said, the familiar pout looking odd on this girls face.
"I probably wouldn't be able to anyway, you know the exchange student?" I asked.
"Yeah?" she replied, obviously having no idea where this was going.
"Well, he's him." I told her.
"He looks like my granpa, all serious and like he has a stick up his ass." She said, looking him up and down.
"If you have to insult, could you please be original?" I asked condesendingly.
Cat gave me a weird look, "like what?"
"Oh, something like, he looks like a corps that has just rissen after having to spend a day in a conference about the different aspects about girls. Though you'd probably use something better than that though."
"Uh huh, maybe I should talk to you when you're feeling better." She said, her voice sounding like she was handling a fragile vace.
"I think you're right, I'm already scaring myself." Was my reply; that seemed to work with her, for she looked releaved when she walked away.
"Who was that?" Artemis asked.
"She was a stranger in Cat's body," I told him bitterly.
He just gave me a weird look. "Why do I make you nervous so easily?" he asked, honestly wanting to know.
"Because your emotions are so intense. When you're angry it's like you're screaming, 'I'm about ready to explode, you better watch out.'" I told him.
"Most people don't notice it," he responded, his voice still a monotone.
"That's hard to believe," was my stiff reply.
"Hmm," was all he said. I just took a deep breath, and kept thinking, patients is a virtue. It worked, I didn't kill him. By then we had reached 'My' house, and entered it in silence. "Well, would you like a tour of the house, or would you like to settle in?" I asked, for all the world as if he were an exchange student.
"I'll unpack," he said, playing along. Then we went our separate ways, me to my room, him to his.
As soon I had entered my room, I fully realized what it looked like. Earlier, it had seemed exactly the same, but under closer inspection it was nothing alike. My room had deep rich colors in it, like this one. I had painted it myself, with the assistance of my friend Cat. This room was darker, the colors were used in such a way that they were foreboding. I couldn't really explain it, but this was a place of night-mares. My bed had a black coverlet, with red streeks. I kind of liked that, but I like I like to have ALL kinds of colors present. I tend to switch my interests around so much that I need to have a pretty basic room. This was nothing like that, I'm sure it worked for her, but not for me.
I was beginning to bend under the stress of this room, I sat down by the door, and considered what to do. I couldn't change things too much until I was sure that the girl wouldn't came back, or that I wouldn't leave. That left me feeling cold and alone, but I soon shook the feeling off. I would wait for two weeks, if nothing had happened by then, I would try to carve a nich for myself. In the meantime, I needed to learn about this girl.
I searched her dresser and saw that the dark clothes I was wearing now, were one of many. Where were the bright colors, dark colors are needed, but not JUST dark colors! I searched her desk next, it had some letters that I immediately began to read. Apperently Cat, Shirly, and Merla were her friends too. Though it seemed that all exept for Shirly were largly different than my friends. She also had a boyfriend named jack, nick-name Merlon, a dog that died two weeks ago, and two friend I didn't know. They were both guys, one was called Bryan the other was Charly. I was in for some major trouble. From looking through her stuff she seemed a lot like me at the core, but unlike me, she had an identifacation. You know how people can say they are a Goth, or a Prep, or What ever. Well, she was a Beatnic, those people who wear only black and drink coffy a lot, and listen to poetry. I had nothing against that, I had always wanted to dress up as a beatnick, but all of my back pants would get white or yellow paint on the, same with my shirts. The problem was that, I liked to try on many different styles, never wearing the same one twice. I couldn't do that if I was to pretend I was her.
I just sat down, this time truly overwellmed by it all. That was when Artemis entered the room, "I had never thought you would have a room like this." He commented pleasantly, his anger gone like a bad memmory.
"Haven't you ever heard of knocking? And this isn't my room, or my house, or my family, or anything else related to me." I said, my anger, annoyance, and fear leacking through.
He just left the room, I remmained there, thinking things over. I didn't move until long into the night. ************************************************************************ A/N: Here's reviewage!
Silverlight's Shadow: Alright, a quote, I don't know if I've told you this one but, "Fairy tales are more than true; not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten. ~G.K. Chesterton~ You stole my line, "I eagelry await your next chapter/review," is MY line! But I;m glad you like it. I am going to ignore the eyetwitch and say that I am glad you liked the alternate dimension bit. I need some ideas here, I am completely making up this town and people, help me!
Shonen Terrorist: Yes, you get your name in the Authors note now. I lead up to my characters, I have a plot line? Why wasn't I told about this?! To tell the truth, I have been improvising, but I'm getting better at planning ahead. You see that little red line that keeps going down? That's my stress level!
Selena(): I'm glad you think it's amazing and like Artemis' personality. I would appreciat it if you would gove me somemore meat in your review. I need something to build off of. Thank you much.
Xsamtz: Okay, that's a random pen name, but whatever floats your boat. I'm glad you like my story. What do you like about it? I need some meat!
Eliza Star: Yeah! I have an idea bouncer! You and everyone else seems to like my alternate universe thing, I am so happy. Okay, I am planning to have Holly and Co. have deliberatly sent Artemis into Cerinthia's world. The fact that they got sent into the wrong world is a mistake. I want to have the fairies doing something while Artemis is gone wich explains the set up. What should it be? It needs to be something that won't lead to a whole new plot. I want his to end when they are taken back to Artemis' world, then Cerinthia will go to her world. I wan tot have Artemis realize what happened, along with Cerinthia, and it needs to be something justified, at least something we can understand why they think it's justified. PLEASE HELP ME! Many thanks.
Angelgirl10: Okay, my typing and spelling suck, and (cough) I do read over it. Exept for the last chapter, that one it was either post then and not spell check, or wait till the next three days. Sorry. I am making an effort. I can't have Flirt and Co. come or the plot will be screwed up. If you want to here the plot read my reply to Eliza Star. It doesn't have anythign personal. I am going to give you a poem, I have run out of quotes.
For an Autograph
Though old the thought and oft exprest, 'T is his at last who says it best,--- I'll try my fortune with the rest.
Life is a leaf of paper white Whereon each one of us may write His word or two, and then comes night.
"Lo, time and space enough," we cry, "To write an epic," so we try Our nibs upon the edge and die.
Muse not which way the pen to hold, Luck hates the slow and loves the bold, Soon comes the darkness and the cold.
Greatly begin! Though thou have time But for a line, be that sublime--- Not failure, but low aim is crime.
AH, with what lofty hopes we came! But we forget it, dream of fame, And scrawl, as I do here, a name.
~James Russel Lowel~
Midnight Moonbeam: I'm glad you read and liked. Now please give me a REAL review. Something with stuff for me to build off of. I'm glad yo ulike Clue, for right now I hate it!