Disclaimer: I give up, no more of these. If you don't recognize anyone from the book, chances are, THEY AREN'T IN THE BOOK! If they aren't in the book, chances are I OWN THEM!

I am ok…

Alex or Nor?

I was in a panic state. I could barely concentrate on any of my homework last night and probably flunked my Stat's test. That guy Alex was coming over today at 4. My aunt and uncle weren't coming home till five and my cousin, Jessica, was bringing her new fiancé over for dinner at six, just so I could meet the annoying bastard. Needless to say, my emotions were running a bit higher than usual…

The doorbell rang and woke me from my nap. I pulled myself from the couch and peered through the peep hole. It was that Alex dude. I swung the door open and put on a huge grin. "Hi, Alex. Why don't you come in?"

"Uh, thanks. I will." When he entered, he turned to me, "So where'd you like to do this thing?"

"Let's go into the kitchen and talk." I followed him into the kitchen. "Do you want something to drink?" I inquired, opening the fridge.

"Could I have a glass of water and a towel?"

I looked at him oddly from under my arm, but got him the glass and the towel. He grinned sheepishly and held the glass up to his ear. My hand went immediately to my back pocket, where the crappy Dracon Beam was located. It's just a safely precaution, I told myself. A slug-like creature slid out of the guy's ear and plopped into the glass. I stared, trying to look casual, as if Yeerks dropping into glasses in my kitchen was perfectly normal. It didn't really work. He stared at me like I had lost my mind.

"Are you constipated or something?" He asked.

"No. I-i'm fine." I managed to squeak.

"Sorry, you're probably not used to hosts who find it normal for a Yeerk to be sitting in a glass of water like this. As Nor explained earlier, we are members of the 'infamous' Yeerk Peace Movement."

"Nor?" I inquired, sliding slowly into the nearest seat.

"Short for Norkath," he replied. "Anyway, we were wondering if, well, wouldyouconsiderjoiningus?" he inquired, stringing his question into one word.

"Get out." I said, glaring at him and pointing towards the back door, "get out and never return. Now." My voice was calm as I spoke and he left quickly. I leaned back in my seat and breathed, tears streaming down my face. I heard the garage opening and I started out the kitchen, wiping away the tears, when I noticed something was amiss. The Yeerk was still sitting on the kitchen table. No, I thought to myself, this can't be happening. I wanted to cry so badly. This was not my day.

Ok, poor Tia will be stuck with more problems, I promise. Nothing more to report. I will tell you this though, it may take a while for me to update again, but I'll try. Promise. Also, next chapter will probably be from Kat's P.O.V. Please R/R.