Part 5
I sat down in front of the mirror and started to put some make-up on until I heard footsteps from behind me. Thinking it was her again, I rolled my eyes and sighed.
"Look, if you're here to give me another warning, you can justshut it right..."
I turned and saw another Bohemian, who looked like he was my age and could possibly be my brother's long lost twin...even though he had shortish, blond hair. He had some tattoos on each arm and ripped clothing, and these intense green eyes.
"Um...I was gonna say 'hi' and all, but guess that's outta the question," he replied
I blushed slightly and apologized.
"I thought you were someone else," I muttered.
"Who would that be?"
"It's not important right now. I don't feel like naming names."
He nodded and walked closer to me.
"You must be the Dreamer's little sis," he said.
I rolled my eyes and said, "Word sure travels fast, huh?"
"Pretty much. It's a small to medium sized group of people, so it does manage to travel 'round. You know...without the internet."
"Guess so."
After a brief silence, he cleared his throat and asked for my name.
"The girl formally known as Ally Jones. But for now, Meat keeps calling me 'Jimi'."
It was true. She didn't know which name to give me. Everyone had these unique names instead of "Josie" or some other stupid name that had four E's and I's.
He held out his hand and said that his name was Layne.
"I know...not exactly a great name. It's better than what I used to be called at home."
"What was that?"
"Martin."
We both shuddered and laughed at the same time.
"I gotta go help Bob with some repairs. See you around?" Layne asked.
I nodded and replied, "Sure."
(To be continued...)
