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"So let me get this straight," said Warren, giving me a serious look. "You went to a party, met a guy, who had dark brown, or possibly black hair, and then the next day it was blonde."
"Yes."
"And he ended up driving you home after you passed out, but lied about your friend Manny being passed out."
"Yes again."
"Ok, I know what the problem is."
"What?"
"You were drunk you just don't remember."
"Warren!" I couldn't believe he didn't believe me.
"Really Roxie, this just seems like a bunch of stupid girl drama to me. So you got drunk and the guy wanted to seem like a gentlemen. So, he lied about your friend so he could bring you home himself. He'll ask you out on a couple dates, and then he'll try to get into your pants. End of story."
"You're no help at all."
"Then find someone else to complain to. Really, don't you have any girlfriends you can be talking to about this?"
"No, remember Becca isn't talking to me anymore."
"Oh, how could I forget? It's another thing you think is messed up due to evil super powers."
"It's not my fault that both situations aren't normal."
"What's not normal about them? You're friend ditched you for a guy. That happens all the time. A guy hit on you. Guys hit on girls all the time."
"That doesn't happen all the time to me."
"Now you're just lying. You're hot enough that I'm sure guys hit on you all the time." I blushed the second he said that. I saw a blush come to his face as well. He must not have meant what he said. We sat in an awkward silence for a couple of minutes and then he stood up from his seat on his bed. "Come on."
"Where are we going?"
"I'm supposed to hang out with my friends today, but I'm not about to let you go home in the state you're in. You're coming with me."
"To hang out with you and your friends?"
"They've been begging to meet you for a while anyway. Might as well get it over with."
"Sorry that introducing me to them is such a bother."
"God, you take everything so seriously. I didn't mean it like that."
"Could have fooled me."
"Can we just go already?"
"Yeah, fine, lets go." I followed him to his garage. What I expected to see was a car, what I found was a motorcycle. Now, normally, I found it hot when guys would ride them. The idea of getting on behind some gorgeous piece of man meat, and hold on tight to him, was something I always dreamed of doing. That was always just a fantasy, this was real life. I didn't want to die.
Warren handed me an extra helmet, and then got on his bike. I just kind of looked at him for a couple of seconds, trying to decided if I should get on or not.
"Well?" he asked, looking very impatient.
"You know, I've never been on one of these before."
"It really isn't that big of a deal, just get on." Sometimes he was just so uncaring. I guess I should be happy that he's letting me hang out with him at all. I put on the helmet, then I slipped onto the seat behind him. I was feeling more nervous than ever.
"You're going to have to hold on," he said, turning around to look at me. I placed my hands gently on his hips. "Tighter than that." I could hear a laugh in his voice, and I hesitated. I was taken by complete surprise when he pulled my hands tightly around his waist. Now I was tight up against him. Thank god he couldn't see my face because I was blushing like crazy.
It didn't take us long to get to where we were going. We pulled up to a pretty house, in a nice neighborhood. I was almost upset at having to let go of Warren. He had this warmth that a normal person didn't have, and I found myself enjoying the feeling of being pressed up against him. I quickly shoved all thoughts of touching him out of my head. This was Warren I was thinking about. Warren Peace. The guy who was rude, and mean, and well, sexy. No, no, no. I just had to get my mind on something else.
"Where are we?" I asked, as we walked to the door.
"This is Will's house."
"Will Stronghold? As in the house of The Commander and Jetstream?"
"You really make a big deal out of everything dont you?" And there goes any romatic thoughts that were still stuck in my head. Stupid boy.
"Shut up Warren." He mumbled something that I couldn't hear and then knocked on the door. It opened so fast that you would think people were waiting by the door for us.
"Took you long enough. Seriously, I'm starving. Lets go," said a girl. I recognized her as Magenta, the hero support who had the power to change into a guinea pig. "Oh, hey, I'm Magenta." She held out her hand to me, and I gave it a shake.
"I'm Layla," says the other girl of the group.
"Roxanne," I say, giving her a smile.
"This is Zach, Ethan, and Will," Layla says, introducing me to the other guys. I noticed how her voice got softer when she said Will's name, and her smile grew. I think I remember some of the school gossip saying that they were dating.
"Hey," the three guys said at once. I guess it wasn't really them who were bugging Warren to meet me. It must have been just the girls.
"It's so nice to finally meet you," said Layla, only confirming my suspicion.
"Yeah, great, you all met her, can we just go get some food now?" asked Warren.
"Hot head," I said, quietly under my breath, only everyone heard me. The girls giggled, and the guys tried to hide their laughs. I guess calling Warren names wasn't something people normally did.
"Funny," said Magenta. "I like you already."
"Lets just go," growled Warren. He so did not like being the receiving end of a joke.
It was a nice day out, so we ended up walking to a local restaurant. We got a table that fit all of us and waited for the waitress to come take our orders. When she finally came and asked what we wanted I ordered a cheese burger and fries. After she was gone, I noticed Layla giving me weird look.
"What?" I asked her.
"Well, I know your power is talking to animals," she said slowly.
"Yeah," I replied, not really getting where she was going with this.
"My mom can talk to animals too."
"And?"
"She says that animals don't like being eaten." I bust out laughing, causing everyone to look at me.
"You're mom is a hero right?" I asked her, when I stopped laughing.
"She is."
"Well, that would be because she can control animals, and they listen to her right? They, do whatever she says?"
"Yeah, they listen to her."
"I cant control them. Thats why I'm just a side kick."
"That doesn't explain why you eat them."
"Believe me after being able to hear animals for most of your life, you would understand. Most animals are annoying. Chickens and cows are just so stupid that I dont even care." She was looking at me like I was heartless and crazy. Really, I wasn't. So what if I thought meat was tasty. I wasn't about to stop eating it because a couple of stupid animals came up to me and explained that they didn't like the idea of humans eating them.
"I'm just going to pretend I didn't bring that up," Layla said, with a shake of her head.
"Oh, man, you just keep getting funnier and funnier," said Magenta.
"Um, thanks." I didn't know if I wanted to be considered funny, but I guess it was better than her hating me. I just hoped Layla wasn't too offended. The rest of meal went smoothly. I didn't make a fool of myself, and I found that Warren's friends were pretty cool. Sure they were sophomores, and we were seniors, but I wasn't about to throw away a friendship just cause they were younger.
After eating, we walked back to Will's house to hang out for a bit. The guys all settled on playing video games, while us girls sat and watched. After like ten minutes we got bored. They were all ignoring us anyway.
"It's too nice out to be stuck in here watching them have fun," said Layla.
"Lets go for a walk or something," I said.
"Yeah, lets go, I'm sure they wouldn't even notice if we left," said Magenta. The three of us left and we just started walking. No real destination. Just walking the streets talking girl talk.
"So, how are things going with Warren?" asked Magenta. "He can be kind of hard to get a long with."
"Tell me about it," I said, with a laugh. "It was hard at first, but were doing better."
"I'm surprised he even brought you to hang out with us," said Layla.
"Didn't you guys ask him to?"
"Well, yeah," she said."But we never thought he really would. He used to date this girl a while back and we always wanted to meet her, but he wouldn't bring her over. We didn't even know he broke up with her until we heard the gossip at school the next day. We never even got to meet the girl. We were so sure that would be the same with you."
"Huh, well, I guess it's different with me. I'm just his partner, I'm not his girlfriend. Actually, I don't think he would have even brought me today, if I hadn't been over his house early this morning."
"What were you doing over his house this morning? Warren isn't known to be an early riser," said Magenta.
"Oh, it's nothing really." I didn't know if I felt like telling them. I'm sure they would act just like Warren and not believe me.
"You have some gossip, don't you?" Layla asked.
"It's nothing really."
"Tell us," ordered Magenta. And then it just all came spilling out of me. I told them everything. I started with Becca and her weird behaviors. How her partner attacked me in the cafeteria and how Warren had saved me. I told them how I went to the party, and last I told them all about Justin. How he was unbelievably gorgeous. How when I was with him, it almost felt like I was having an out of body experience. How his hair is never the same color. They just looked at me for a couple of seconds, eyes wide in disbelieve.
"And Warren thinks this is no big deal?" asked Magenta. I shook my head yes. "He thinks this is just "stupid girl drama?" He really said that?"
"Yeah, he really said that."
"What an ass. Seriously, sometimes I wonder why we even hang out with that boy."
"Alright, ok, clearly, this is not just girl drama," said Layla. "How can we figure this out?"
"You mean you want to help me?" I asked, not really understanding why they would want to help me with my problems.
"Duh!" said magenta.
"Yeah, Roxie, you're like our friend now," said Layla. I was so happy, that I didn't even bother to correct her on my name. "Now, do you have any ideas?"
"Well, I did have one, but its kind of crazy."
"Do tell. Crazy is good," said Magenta. "I like crazy."
"I was thinking, that maybe I could talk to the dog that was locked in the basement that night at the party."
"Thats a great idea!" said Layla. "The dog had to of seen Justin too. Now why is that idea crazy?"
"It's crazy cause we are going to have to talk to the dog without the owners finding out." They gave me a blank stare, clearly not understanding why. "The owners are normal citizens. I can't just walk up to them and say, "hey let me ask your dog a couple of questions." They will think I've lost my mind."
"Good point," said Layla. "So how are we going to get you to talk to that dog?"
"We could break into the house when no one is home," said Magenta. Layla and I just stared at her. "Fine, fine. You two are no fun. Did the house have a fenced in back yard?" she then asked me. When Manny parked at the party, he parked on the side of the house, and I remember the yard being fenced.
"Yeah, I think so."
"How about we stake out at the house tomorrow. You know, play spy, and hide behind some bushes or something. When they let the dog outside, Layla and I will go distract the owners and you sneak into the back yard and talk to the dog."
"I don't know, that sounds illegal," said Layla.
"What other choice do we have?" asked Magenta.
"She has a point," I said, agreeing with Magenta.
"Alright," said Layla, finally giving in. "Just lets not tell the guys. They will want to join us and I'm pretty sure they would mess things up."
"Good idea, lets keep this on the down low," I said. We started walking back to Will's house and I couldn't believe everything that had happened today. I had made new friends, who believed something weird was going on and didn't think I was crazy. They had also agreed to help me. Now I just had to get that stupid dog to talk to me tomorrow and I could find out what color Justin's hair was once and for all. Once I found that out, well, I wasn't sure where I would go from there, but it was a start.