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Tristan

She slid down the red brick wall she had been leaning against and sat with her head on her knees in despair. I could just make out an endless street to my left and right, with apartments running all the way behind us. Opposite was a green area, separated from the abandoned road by just a rusty fence, bent to the floor where people had scrambled over it. The streetlights hung overhead menacingly, taunting us with non existent light and somewhere in the distance I could hear a dog yapping away.

Just an average night really.

Poppy stood up suddenly and stumbled over to where I was standing, losing awareness of her feet in the darkness. She sighed ( a noise I was becoming used to by now) and grabbed my hand, pulling me over the destroyed fence and into the overgrown park. She dropped my hand once we had fumbled into the middle of the area, her hair falling in front of her eyes as glanced to the ground.

I realised she was waiting for me to speak and I rolled my eyes in the darkness at her consistent change in personality. One moment she was boisterous and mouthy, the next she was gentle and timid. I felt for her hand in the darkness and dragged her gently to the ground with me, until we were sitting cross legged facing each other with our fingers entwined, her free hand constantly running through her hair. This distance apart I could just make out her scared facial expression and my eyebrows knit together with worry.

'Hey, Poppy.' She glanced up at me, a smiling pulling at her frightened expression. 'If I show you something do you promise not to freak out on me?'

She nodded, plucking at the grass.

I was not willing to reveal my secret but I was afraid for this new Poppy. This vulnerable, innocent girl who I felt was as delicate as paper in my hands. It made me wonder what could've happened in her life to force her to build such a solid armour for herself.

Gathering dry leaves and twigs with my telekinesis powers, I bundled them together in-between us, laying the arrangement for the start to a fire. Summoning my remaining energy I closed my eyes and could only tell that it had worked when I heard a soft 'oh' sound from just in front of me. Opening my eyes, I found Poppy staring, bewildered at a floating fire above our heads. I paused. My fires had never flown before.

'Sorry,' She muttered. 'I didn't mean to, I was just worried that you would set yourself on fire.'

I smirked and dragged her hand up to a flaming twig. Her fingers passed straight through the flame without burning herself.

'Not a real fire, Poppy, just a projection.' She looked confused and I ran a hand through my hair. 'Thats my gift. I can project an image and it appears to come to life. Not actually to life though, it's still a projection but it can emit light or something ...' I trailed off, confusing myself. 'I'm sorry, that didn't really make much sense, did it?'

She grinned at me, recovering from her personality change as she ran a hand right through the 'fire'. 'Not one bit. But I understand, don't worry.'

A few moments passed in silence as we both bit down on questions on our tongues, out of politeness or respect.

With the fire illuminating the surrounding park I could see her mouth gently open as she began to speak. 'You think I'm an idiot, for getting us lost in my home town.' I shook my head but she ignored me, continuing. 'I've never been this way before, I always fly or take the car. So I'm sorry, but I don't have a clue where we are or how we got here. If my phone had power I could -'

I interrupted her, 'I have a phone.'

'No shit, Einstein.' She stared at me, confused as to why I was suddenly bragging about having a phone.

I laughed, 'No, I meant you can use my phone. I have battery and balance. What do you need to call your dad to say you'll be back late? I don't wanna get you in trouble.'

She stared at the ground, picking at the grass mumbling something incoherent.

She looked up to see if I was replying and so I raised an eyebrow at her, showing my misunderstanding.

'My dad doesn't give a toss whether I come home late or not,' She sighed. 'He probably wouldn't even care if I didn't come home for a week. He wouldn't want me dead though. No, that would mess up all his plans for me.' Biting down on her bottom lip she turned her face up to the sky, consulting the stars.

Poppy

Okay, so I'm afraid of the dark.

So what.

It doesn't matter that I just gave away a weakness.

Dad is going to rip out my vocal chords if he ever finds out I've been swapping weaknesses with a Benedict boy.

'Okay, I have an idea.' I looked up to see Tristan smiling at me. 'I met an English girl a few years ago who taught me to play a game -'

I snapped my eyes up to his and smirked, 'Woah. No way. Ugh I'm not playing some kind of 'game' with you Tristan. You're sick.'

He burst out laughing and as I realised my mistake at his sincerity, I joined in.

'Okay I'll play' I grinned at him, still recovering. People always said I was the easiest to make laugh, and the most difficult to stop.

'So you start. All you have to do is ask me a question, any question, and if I don't answer truthfully then ...' his eyes searched around the park looking for ideas. 'You can slap me as hard as you like.'

How did he hit on the one thing I'd been wanting to do since I had met him.

'But if you don't answer truthfully,' He continued. 'Then I get to kiss you again.' He grinned at my shocked expression. He was like a mind reader, guessing exactly what would force me to answer his questions and try to catch him out.

I thought of a loophole. 'But how do I know if you're lying? And how do you know if I'm not telling the truth?'

He smiled at my confused face.

'That's the beauty of the game.'

'Wait, so I could just lie to you and say that I was telling the truth. No offense, but whoever thought up this game is dumb.'

Half of his mouth turned up in a smile as he said, 'There's no way you can lie.'

'I can lie.'

'You just lied. Look, I won't lie to you, I promise.'

I stared him straight in the eye, waiting for him to avoid contact or glance away but he didn't back down.

Maybe this game was going to be fun after all ...