Eris' POV

Just like the day before, Matthew acted as though I hadn't exploded in his face. Regardless, I treaded carefully when speaking so I wouldn't fly off the handle again. He was so patient with me, it was odd in my opinion. He barely knew me and he was treating me so kindly, like he'd known me for years. It may've come across as strange at first, but I appreciated it nonetheless. I decided to reward him for his kindness and after school, I told him to meet me in the woods behind our school.

I waited, propped up against a large tree when I saw Matt's figure enter the tree line. I smiled, meeting him halfway as he walked towards me.

"So, why did we come here?"

He asked, looking a little wary of my intentions. I shoved my hands into my pockets and sighed.

"I was a world class bitch yesterday, and I thought you deserved something in return from me for being so loyal and patient."

I explained. He raised a brow questioningly.

"What do you mean?"

He inquired, still suspicious. I couldn't tell why he was so edgy all of the sudden.

"You wanted to see the fire, right?"

I asked, smirking a little when his eyes lit up.

"That's what I thought. Alright, stand back and I'll show you, I don't want to hurt you."

I ordered and Matt did as I told him, stepping back about twenty five feet from me. Once he was a safe distance away, I closed my eyes and cleared my mind. I let the warmth and fire flow into my fingertips and summoned a ball of fire in the palm of my hand. I smiled at it and began to approach Matthew. His mouth hung open in astonishment and I giggled. He tried to speak but I shushed him.

"Stay quiet, if you say something and it pisses me off, this won't end well."

I said, putting a finger to my lips. He nodded and marveled at the flickering flame in my hand. I reeled it back into my body and smiled at the incredulous look on my friend's face.

"How do you do that?! Can you teach me?"

He asked, his words coming out like bullets from a gun. I shook my head.

"The only reason I can do this is because I have access to my entire brain. You maybe have 10% access to your brain, it's impossible to teach you."

I said simply. His mouth set in a tight line.

"Well, I don't see why you were so worried before-you seem to have pretty good control over it."

He commented, turning back to the school. I clenched my jaw tightly as memories flooded my head.

"It was worse before, it killed my parents."

I murmured quietly. Matthew looked back at me, eyes full of pity and sympathy. Something about that made me mad, I didn't need or want him to feel bad for me. But as tears filled my eyes, he came forward and wrapped his arms around me in a warm embrace. I had never really touched other people, aside from Jane, Thor, and Darcy so this feeling blooming in my chest was foreign to me-it was terrifying even. But I hugged him back, clinging to him as though he would disappear if I didn't. Maybe he would, he was so kind, like Loki had been-maybe he would disappear too, I would lose someone I cared about again. How many more people would I have to love and have taken from me? These thoughts only made me cry harder into his chest.

"I'm a monster, aren't I?"

I whispered, my voice shaken with sorrow. Matthew pulled away to look at me, shaking his head furiously.

"No, no you're not! It's not fair to judge yourself so harshly."

He scolded, a stern expression on his face.

"You are anything but, Eris. You're kind, funny, sweet...beautiful-"

He cut himself off and blushed when he realize what he was saying. He made an effort to avoid my piercing gaze. I guided his face in my direction by his chin with a small smile on my lips. I raised up on my tip toes and captured him in a kiss. A zap of electricity shot through my core and my stomach began to flutter. I'd never felt that when I gave a kiss to anyone before...Huh, I never thought I'd be the one to set my first kiss in motion but, not bad. When I pulled away, Matt was a crimson color, to which I giggled.

"You're not too bad yourself, pal."

I said, walking past him as casually as I could. I didn't want him knowing just yet that he was my first kiss-not until I knew I could trust him. I walked around to the front of the school and climbed into the car with my uncle.

"What has made you so happy?"

He inquired with a smile of his own. It was then that I finally realized that I was grinning like a maniac and it fell immediately when I saw it in the side mirror of my door. I gnawed at my lip, debating if it was wise to tell my overly-protective-thunder-god uncle that I'd just had my first kiss.

"Um...I...kinda got my first kiss a minute ago."

I confessed, blushing suddenly at the memory and feeling butterflies in my stomach all over again. Thor's grip on the steering wheel tightened so much I feared he may break it. The car came to a screeching halt on the side of the road and Thor put the parking brake on. He looked at me with serious but pained eyes.

"It is too soon for that. You're too-"

"Don't give me that, Thor! You know darn well that if this were Asgard, I'd be married with a child on the way by now."

I argued, not raising my voice-if I did, I knew it would soon turn into a screaming match. And Thor would certainly win at such a contest.

"This is different, Eris. You are still a child, I see you so much like you were my own daughter. I am not ready for this."

He said, his voice cracking a little as his ocean blue eyes began to water. I pursed my bottom lip, feeling guilty. I unbuckled my seatbelt and reached over, hugging my uncle as best as I could from my awkward position. He wrapped his arms around me tightly, almost crushing me but I decided not to make him feel bad about it.

"Why can you not simply stay this little forever?"

Thor sighed. I pulled away with a pout.

"I'm not that little, Thor."

I growled, bucking my seatbelt again and crossing my arms over my chest. I caught a smile spreading across his lips as we got back on the road.

"You'll always be little to me."

He replied, his eyes focused on the black path we followed home.

In my dreams that night, they took a different turn. I wasn't with Loki this time-now, I was in a very white, soft place. It seemed almost like I was walking through clouds. Suddenly, a feminine figure appeared in the distance, coming closer to me at a relaxed pace. I squinted, trying to see who it was but they didn't look at all familiar. It was a woman, maybe only in her 40's from the looks of it, in a beautiful, flowing, blue dress. Here hair was almost impossible to distinguish in color-a strange hue between blonde and ginger. She smiled at me warmly as she approached and I felt conflicted to be seeing this stranger so vividly. My dreams were never this focused unless Loki was using them to speak with me.

"Hello, Eris. I am pleased to finally meet you."

She greeted me kindly. Everything about her, from the way that she spoke, to the way she was dressed was so regal. I blinked a few times, not quite sure what to say.

"H-hello, I'm sorry but I...I don't believe I know who you are."

I replied shyly. The woman smiled more and gave a small nod.

"I know, dear, it's alright. Loki has told me so much about you. I am Frigga, queen of Asgard. Well, I was."

She told me, her eyes saddening just so that I could hardly catch it. Everything clicked when she said her name-Loki had spoken of his mother quite a lot when I was younger.

"Frigga, I never thought I'd have the chance to meet you, being from different realms and all."

I explained, rubbing the back of my neck sheepishly. She gave a soft and airy chuckle that put me at ease. She stepped closer, cupping my cheek in her hand. She grinned, having noticed the color of my eyes.

"You're so much more beautiful than he had described, and your eyes are even more green than Loki's-how is that so?"

She mused, examining my face and overall appearance as she walked around me. She stopped behind me and gently grabbed hold of my hips, making my brow raise in curiosity. She giggled and patted my left side.

"You have excellent birthing hips as well."

She teased, coming back around before me. I paled, and blushed some how at the same time.

"W-what?!"

I stammered, embarrassed and confused by her compliment.

"Oh, yes. You'll certainly make a wonderful bride for my Loki someday."

She sighed contently, holding my hands in hers. My eyes widened in disbelief and shock.

"W-what the Hel are you talking about?! I-I'm not-"

She wagged her finger disapprovingly at me and I shut my mouth.

"You cannot hide it from me, little one. I know what you feel in your heart for my darling son. And though he does not know it yet, he feels the same."

She said knowingly, and I blushed again.

"But you must be patient with him, his heart has endured so much pain-it may very well be a while before he accepts his feelings and expresses them for you."

All I could do was nod. I didn't know how I could possibly argue with this woman. Frigga again cupped my face with a smile.

"Fear not, we will meet again, shall you ever need my guidance."

She whispered before placing a loving kiss on my forehead and finally disappearing altogether. I shot up in bed, hearing my alarm clock go off next to me. As the small panic faded, I sighed and silenced my alarm. These dreams are killing me...I thought as I trudged out of bed.