Chappy Two- Suspicions
I shut the door and flung my keys down on the kitchen counter.
"Hello my dear! How was your day?" my roommate, Ester came skipping into the room in purple ripped jeans and a revealing black tank.
"Fine," I replied simply. Ester frowned and sat on the counter next to my keys.
"Well that's lame. But guess what, I'm planning this awesome party tomorrow night in celebration of well… the right to juvenile delinquency," she smirked. To this I shot her a look.
"Sounds heavy," I said.
"So you're gonna be here right Ade? It's gonna start around midnight."
"This is my home where else am I gonna be?" I said, leaving the kitchen and traveling to my room. Ester leaped from the counter and followed me like a puppy on my heels.
"I'm just so excited, plus I totally invited that Danielle dude, he's so smokin' don't you think?"
"I think he's just another douche bag with nice abs personally, you can have him if you want him though. Listen now I have work to do," I concluded.
"My, my aren't we just such a good student!" Ester exclaimed sarcastically, but luckily she left the room.
Closing the door behind me, I let myself fall face first onto my bed. I groaned as I recalled all the essays I would have to write from now until the end of the semester. I had just started University and it was already harder than I expected. Suddenly my thoughts lingered to the discovery I had made in on of my elective English courses. It was the boy I had met at Kit's house a week ago; tall, bulky, black hair. I had forgotten his name now. I felt him (or rather felt his powers) before I managed to make out a brief glimpse of him when everyone was leaving the lecture hall.
I rolled on my back to stare up at the ceiling. The black wallpaper I had recently put up now gave off a dark sort of… ambiance that I'd always preferred. From somewhere outside my room I heard the beginnings of Ester's loud screamo music vibrate throughout our small two bedroom apartment that made me groan again. The apartment wasn't anything special, but it was better than what I had before. Suddenly my phone began to vibrate from across the room. I slowly sat up, the blood rushing to my head and reached for it.
Hey meet me at the coffee shop near Yonge Street?
It was a message from Simon. I hesitantly said yes.
…..
Within 10 minutes I arrived at the Starbucks several blocks from my apartment. Once inside, I ordered a hot chocolate and sat down at a table beside Simon.
"Hey, how's it going?" Simon asked, smiling once I sat down.
"Fine," I replied. He nodded.
"So you're going to Ryerson University huh?"
"Yeah I just started how did you know?" I asked.
"Oh Derek just grunted something about seeing you there, you must have already known he was there though," he replied with a grin. I gave a short laugh.
"I did, what about you, are you going to school?" I asked, thankful for something I could actually talk about.
"Nah, thought I'd take a year off. I'm hoping to get a comic book published at the moment. Chloe's going to U of T for cinematic studies. Derek's studying engineering" he said. Derek, that was his name! I remembered now.
"Wow, that's sounds great, what's you comic books about?" I asked. He gave a mysterious grin and shifted closer in his seat.
"Well we kind of had quite an adventure before we moved here. That kind of gave me inspiration for it. It's kind of a really long story though," he took a pause as if he was considering something. When he didn't continue I got curious.
"Like what?" I asked.
"I probably shouldn't tell you that yet and besides, that would ruin the comic!" he joked.
"So is there a reason you called me here, or did you just want to… chill?"
"A bit of both. Actually I wanted to give you a little heads up about Derek," he said.
"It's just that through our past we've gone through some crap, and that sort of stuff can make you a bit paranoid sometimes," he concluded, waiting for a response. I raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"Paranoid how?"
He looked at me apologetically and said "Well he's been sort of… taking note of… certain things about you," he stated cryptically, then stopped again.
"So what he's stalking me or something?"
"No! No… At least he wouldn't call it that. He just wants to make sure you're not 'rooting for the other team' if you know what I mean," he said. At this point he had totally lost me.
"What on earth are you talking about?"
"Sorry, sorry, okay I guess I have to let you a bit. Umm… well we're not exactly normal supernaturals. We were sort of… modified at birth that was supposed to make our powers easier to control. The people that did this were called the Edison Group, which became our enemies. They were later broken apart, but there's still the odd member out there and we need to make sure we don't come in contact with them," he concluded. It took me a minute to process what he had just said.
"So he's paranoid… I'm a former member of the Edison Group?" I asked.
"Kind of… yeah. But he's about the only one. There's really no telling him, he'll just have to get used to you being around. He's pretty harmless don't worry about him, it just wouldn't feel right if I didn't tell you of his suspicions," he said. I sighed.
"Well I guess I'm glad you did? But what happened with you and the Edison Group?"
"Ok now that for sure I can't tell you yet," was all he said.
"I see, but you better tell me later," I said.
"Yeah… so anyways I think we need a change of topic. So what are you studying at Ryerson?"
"I'm an English major actually," I said. To this his face lit up.
"Wow that's really great Ade!" he exclaimed, his eyes glowing with happiness.
A.N/ With the second short chapter up, I will really try to keep up on this story. I have a good idea of where I sort of want it to go. Thumbs up if you like it so far!