Tobias
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Hey all. Notes: I'm going to try out using "~" to mean thoughtspeech, because whenever I use those greater-than/less-than signs or whatever they are, it seems that ff.net thinks they're HTML code or something, and the words inside the symbols get deleted. Tell me if you think it's okay, or if I should try a symbol more like the real thoughtspeech ones, if it's confusing.
Another note: I'm changing their ages to 16 instead of 13, since the most recent books had them at 16, so I'm used to it.
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~So you like her, huh?~ Flurit said teasingly. I directed a picture of Mitznet, a Yeerk who Flurit seemed to be in love with, his way. Except it was just something out of my imagination, since how could you tell Yeerks apart? I just imagined a picture of a Yeerk with a nametag saying Mitznet. Maybe that would shut him up for awhile.
~About that . . .~ Flurit mumbled, trailing off.
~About what? Mitznet?~
~Yeah. Mitznet. It's just . . . her host body, Marie, has taken an internship in New York City. With some girly fashion magazine. But she's moving in with her brother. He has an apartment in Harlem, I think. What's-his-face, oh yeah—Josh, he doesn't have a Yeerk, and Marie said he would love to let me stay with him. You're my best friend, always have been, but I think this is something I want to do and can't pass up. I want to go with Mitznet and Marie to New York City.~
~Seriously?~ was all I could manage to say. He told me he was dead serious. I was hurt, but then again, if it was me, I'd probably do the same thing if it was Rachel that was moving.
Wait. I barely even know Rachel. Why would I leave my friends and family to be near her? It's like a memory is telling me I should. Or I would. Or something!
~Tobias? I really am really sorry. I'm gonna miss you, man.~
~I know. I'm gonna miss you, too. But this feels right. You know what I mean? Like it's meant to be. Like me and that girl Rachel. Corny, yeah, but that's what I think,~ I told him. I was a little hurt and sad, yeah, but I also knew that this was the right thing to do. And Flurit couldn't stay in my head forever—once I wanted some personal space, especially when I got a serious girlfriend or something, I wouldn't want him hearing everything I say and seeing everything I do. Normal best friends don't do that. I was going to let Flurit go, and help him with whatever he needed. ~Okay, dude. What do you need me to do?~
~Just find that portable Yeerk pool we have lying around somewhere in your room. It's big enough for two, right?~
~Sure,~ I laughed. Yup, he loves her.
We spent the rest of the night remembering fun times we had, planning, and just goofing off. It's kind of hard to goof off with someone who's in your head, but we saw a completely stupid movie (Jackass: The Movie) and laughed our butts off. That is, if Yeerks have butts. Then we went for pizza with a couple of friends from school.
The next morning, Flurit and I said our goodbyes, and I put him in the portable Yeerk pool. I drove him over to Marie's and left him there. ~Take good care of him, all right?~ I said to Marie.
~If I don't, I'll never hear the end of it from Mitznet,~ she smiled. ~Young love. If they had eyes, you could see it in them. We've gotta get going. Don't worry, my brother is a great guy. We'll see you later!~
As I left, I wondered, can people see the love in my eyes?
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I know, y'all are mad at me cuz it's still a short chapter, but I just have a lot of trouble writing long ones. And I'm also sorry it's been a long time in between chapters. I know it's frustrating. But there's been some good news in my life: I read a book called "The Highly Sensitive Child", and while a lot of the advice is for preteens, kids and infants, there's still some good stuff about teenagers. Anyway, that totally describes me! Maybe I don't have depression or bipolar or any weird physical disease, maybe I'm just highly sensitive and also have anxiety. That means there's a lot less "wrong" with me, and there's finally an explanation to the medical mystery known as me! If you want to read it or the ones for adults, they're called The Highly Sensitive Child, The Highly Sensitive Person, and the Highly Sensitive Person in Love. I think that's what they are. They're great. And believe it or not, it's not something that's wrong with you, it's just your personality, and 15-20% of the population is highly sensitive. Very cool!
And a fic you all might want to check out: http://fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=952146&chapter=1. That URL should be right. It's called The Remembered, and it's Harry Potter. I usually never read Harry Potter fics, but this one's main character has the same name as mine, plus, it's a lot more realistic and true to the books than most of the other HP fics I've tried to read and hated. It's really good.
As always, review and tell me where you want this to go.