The unknown girl accepted my hand and stood up. She was about a head shorter than me, with hazel colored eyes. "What's your name?"
"Octavia." She quickly stated. Now I KNOW I've heard that name somewhere. "And yours?" I didn't want to tell her right away, but I did. "Shakari, but you can call me Adrian if you want." When I was younger, I lived next to an old lady who never could remember my name, so she called me Adrian. One day my friends were outside with me, and she called to me. My friends literally pasted that name onto me. The next day at school, my locker had a thousand sticky notes stuck to it; All saying "Adrian". Ever since that day, my friends rarely called me by my birth name.
It was a very awkward walk home, mostly because I had nothing to talk to Octavia about. "May I ask you a question?" I nodded. "Are you familiar with The Wonder Bolts?" I was almost completely sure this girl was who I thought she was. "Why yes, I do." I opened a gate to let Octavia through, and we walked up 4 sets of stairs. "Here we are!" I unlocked the door and Octavia went in first. I looked down and noticed she was wearing a dress with flat shoes. I always hated those for some reason. "Weren't you cold all this time?"
"I can handle it." She replied. "Eh, where do you live?" I asked awkwardly. The girl looked down. "Very far away from here, I suppose." I stared at her confused. "Why would you let me take you in if you don't live around here? Where do you live?" I foresaw it coming - Us both getting frustrated and yelling, because I just overloaded her with questions. "I'm sorry." I said. "I am not from here. This whole world is foreign to me. I live in a small town called PonyVille, home to the world of Equestria." It hit me. Right in the face. She was one of the background characters of the cartoon My little pony: Friendship is magic. "I can believe that. You must be hungry, yes?" my stomach let out a loud grumble. "I know I am." I got up and motioned Octavia to sit at the table. I pulled out a chair for her. She only looked at me. "What would you like to eat?" I remembered that equines were herbivores, so I kept it vegetarian. "A simple salad is fine." Ooh shit. I didn't have any leafy foods in there. Only a half empty bottle of vodka, milk, cheese, luncheon meat, cranberry juice, and a two liter bottle of Mountain dew. "I don't have any salad. You like apples?" Octavia nodded. I cut up 3 apples into slices and organized them to look pretty on a plate. "Here, I'll be back in a couple of minutes. Don't answer the door if someone knocks, ok?" I ran out of the door without closing it, and up a set of stair. I banged on a door rapidly. "Allen, let me in!" the door opened seconds later to a brown male, my height, with a box-cut. "What do you want kid?" I jumped around a bit. "When I went to the store I found this girl and she looked sad and lost so took her to my place and she can stay there for a while, but I don't have anything to feed her and I'm hungry as hell so can I use your bike?" I said that in about 3 seconds. Allen closed the door, and opened it again in a couple of seconds, with a blue ten-speed bike. "Thanks bro! be back in 10!" I picked the bike up by its frame and ran down the stairs. On my way down, I locked the knob to my door and kicked it closed. "I'll be back!" I said to my apartment.
Another time lapse to me coming home with groceries.
I opened my door silently, and saw someone looking through my kitchen. Octavia was on my couch watching television. I walked up behind this intruder like a ninja and put him in a chokehold like a boss. "Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my pantry?" The guy had on the same outfit as me, except with blue skinny jeans. "Let me go bro!" I let him go. Not because he told me to, but because he seemed innocent. "Well, who the fuck are you?" He looked just like me, except his hair. It was awesome! "Name's Soarin'. That's it, just Soarin'. "
….. Dafuq.
At that time, my mind was literally fucked. I walked over to the couch and passes out.