Chapter 9: Floating Sea Otters in Outer Space

(PJ's POV)

I had one month left. Just one. One more month and I was done with Uni. One more month and I would never have to return to the campus of UCA. I was happier than I had ever been in my life; no more projects from professors who could care less if you had a last name, let alone a first.

So why did I feel so conflicted?

It's not like I was moving on and trying to start a whole new life. Jamie and I had agreed to sign the contract on the apartment for another year and my Youtubing was more than enough for a career, at least in the beginning. Something just wasn't sitting right in my stomach every time I thought about leaving Uni.

I sighed and sat up. I'd been lying in my bed, thinking about my confliction for at least two hours. Had I really wasted that much time with some imagined problem when I should have been studying for my finals? Yes, yes I had. Looking at the clock on my night stand a small smile crept across my face. '6:52 already,' I thought to myself, 'No point trying to start studying now. Might as well go out and have some fun.'

After checking to make sure my car keys were still in my pocket, I grabbed the grey jacket on the back of my computer chair and headed out the door, calling out to Jamie that I would be home later.

Half an hour later I was beating obnoxiously on Tara's dorm door. The door opened within seconds, Tara's roommate Isabelle standing in front of me with a frightened expression on her face.

"Why were you knocking on our door so bloody hard," she exclaimed, her expression softening when she realized it was me. "It wasn't me," I shot back, coming up with a creative lie on the spot, "It was the… floating sea otters from outer space. Couldn't stop them. They flew past me on my way in here and when I showed up they were trying to beat the door down with these giant space hammers. Good thing I shooed them away with their favorite food, wailing rainbow clams, just before you opened the door or you could have had a serious problem."

When I finished Isabelle just stared at me. I shifted uncomfortably and just when I was about to ask her to let me in, Tara popped up behind her. "And I'm guessing you just happen to keep wailing rainbow clams in your pocket for such an occasion?" she teased. "Well of course," I laughed, nodding my head, "I always come prepared." Isabelle seemed to snap out of her trance then, looking from Tara to me and shaking her head. "I'm surrounded by lunatics," she sighed, moving away from the door and disappearing into the door.

"So what brings you to my humble abode," Tara began sarcastically, "And don't say it was the sea otters, because I know your encounter with them was merely coincidental." I threw up my arms in defeat and walked into the room, shutting the door behind me, "You caught me. It wasn't the sea otters that brought me here, but rather the little voice in my head that reminded me that you found your Nintendo-64."

Looking over at Tara, I saw her staring back with an eyebrow raised, "Don't you have your own?"

"Well… yes, but I wanted someone to play with," I explained, falling back onto her bed. "Jamie was holed up in his room playing some game online and I knew if I invited you over you would tell me you were studying, so I decided to surprise you… Surprise!"

I threw up my arms in fake enthusiasm, before kicking off my shoes and curling up onto her bed comfortably. "I am studying," she stated, gesturing over to a desk filled with open books and pieces of paper, "Why aren't you?"

"Eh," I groaned, looking over at Isabelle who was zoned out on her phone, "By the time I decided I wanted to, it was much too late to start. Which is why you… should... entertain me." While I was speaking Tara had sat back in her chair and pretended to get back to studying so I grabbed the behind my head and began to smack her with it.

"Pj," she giggled, trying to swat me away, "PJ... Stop... Ok... PJ stop… Stop and I'll play Zelda with you!"

"Yay," I cheered, throwing the pillow back at the top of her bed.

And so it went. We took turns playing Zelda until about eleven at night, when Isabelle kicked me out, saying she needed her "beauty sleep." I grumbled a good bye before heading out of the dorm. I wasn't ready to go home yet. I was bubbling with energy and I needed to do something.

'It is the weekend,' I argued, circling around to the side of the building and counting the windows off, 'Any beauty sleep she needs, can be had tomorrow.' I stopped at the fourth window from the end and began knocking.

The curtains drew back moments later and Tara's laughing face appeared. She called something over her shoulder before opening the window. "I thought you were going home," Tara teased, Isabelle appearing by her side a few moments later, a wide grin spread across her face.

"Home," I called loudly, making them shush me with slightly panicked expressions, "Home is for squares. I want to go out for tea and you two are coming with me."

Tara stared at me with an odd expression before blinking a few times. "What has gotten into you today? You seem overly… PJ."

"Like you jumped right out of one of your videos," Isabelle agreed, nodding.

I shrugged, my mouth spreading into a wide grin. "Who cares, I'm in a good mood and we should relish in it," I stated, matter-of-factly before adding to myself, 'Especially since I've been in this weird funk for the last week because of a feeling I can't shake.'

"Now let's go."

Today was the first day of my play 'The Wizard of Oz' and I was so happy! I apologize for the lack of updates this week. I just have a lot going on recently. But thanks to some ~gentle~ pushing from a friend, I've brought you this.

So. It's not really a filler chapter, but not really an important chapter either.

I plan to get the ball seriously rolling within the next few chapters. Maybe a serious plot twist, who knows(;

But seriously I don't think it will be longer than 35 chapters (the story I mean). It is my first fic and I think that is actually pretty good.

I tried to show a few new sides of PJ; a little bit deeper and also a bit crazier. Tell me what you think.

I do not have ownership over PJ or his stuff cause that's wrong.

-Boots