Chapter 42

42 A Friendly Talk

Have you ever thought about your life, whether it’s a lecture from your mom, sleeping, or sitting in the car bored with nothing to do?

Or, let’s say you did something like perform in your school band or theater, and you are just being congratulated and adored by the audience, and you ever thought, ‘I didn’t think I’d ever get this far.’

That’s how I feel.

After finishing a harrowing mission of trying to get the Armonk and retrieve back a scientist-which not to worry, he’s been reunited back with his family-I just thought about it, and never in my life did I think I was going to become a spy mage.

And not only did I participate in a mission with explosions and all types of crazy stunts, but I also made a lot of friends-lots of friends.

September, one girl that I like and I’m pretty sure she knows that, although nobody else does. Another one is Tisiah, who is probably the most optimistic person in this academy.

Nikki, who is his sister and no joke looks very attractive.

Then there’s Malachi, one of the most popular agents in the school with a whole civilization of friends. I’m sure I’m just a fine acquaintance of his, but he easily snaps.

Like I’m super scared of him.

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I sorta have two dads, Mr. Drails and Dad. Funny thing you assume, but Mr. Drails is my dad, and Dad is my uncle.

Figures out.

Also, my best friend, Greg Jimmons-or Drails I guess-is my brother.

Now to move on into the story, we just came back from winter break, and luckily I ended off my semester with all A’s and two B’s.

Let me tell you, high school is not easy. I assume college is worse than high school though, so might as well be grateful for where I am right now.

The hall was packed as usual, and the muddles of the student’s voices stung my ears. I went to my locker and opened the doors, obtaining my books and papers for my first class, math.

Imagine starting your first class as math, already just chewing your brain out.

Then I heard footsteps coming from the right of me, but they weren’t Kirk’s-because it sounds way more menacing when he walks.

“Hey bro,” Greg greeted.

He was wearing a green solid color shirt, with blue jeans and some black Airforces.

“Hey,” I greeted. “How’s the FMA?”

“You want to talk about those stuff inside of probably one of the most public places in the entire world?” Greg asked.

“Well, wouldn’t that be a park or a restaurant that would be super public?” I questioned.

“Either way,” he argued. “Remember when that assassin tried to kill you?”

I gulped at the feeling, as my heart began to pulsate from the fear of that time. My legs began to shake from the thought of it as if I was just running right there and then.

Still running.

“Yeah,” I said, silently and brokenly. “That was scary.”

“For sure,” Greg said. “Also who was that girl that saved you?”

“How did you know?” I asked.

“Oh, you don’t know my Perk,” he said, with a chuckle. “I can do body transfers.”

My jaw dropped in shock. I began to remember the time when Mr. Drails explained about that power when he was inviting me to the academy.

I chuckled at the thought of it.

“There are layers to it, I can transfer to your brain and see what you see, and feel what you feel but I can’t control you. Then the next is when I can take control of your whole body,” Greg explained.

Disgust but intrigue rolled over my body. “Wow,” I said with a hushed breath. “That’s different.”

“I even did the same thing with Devon,” he said. I turned my head back to him perplexed.

“You did what-”

“So about that girl,” Greg asked.

I stammered in confusion about what I just allowed into my ears and finally spoke, “That was a girl named September.”

“And you like her right?” he immediately said, without any sort of wish for more info!

“Greg!”

“Sorry-sorry,” he said with a smile, as he chuckled. I couldn’t help but follow along as well. I sighed after the short laugh, then I responded, “Yes, I do, but she likes me back.”

Surprise formed on Greg’s face, as he began to wheeze excited chortles. “Someone likes you! Are you guys together?”

“No, she’s older than me,” I said. “It’s just that one quick comes and go feeling.”

That was a complete lie, but I didn’t want to sound creepy-okay? Cut me some slack.

“I kind of like that girl, uh-Nikki,” he said. “She looks very good though, not gonna lie.”

“I can see how,” I said. “You don’t have much of standards so for someone like her-pretty sure you would.”

Greg shook his head. “Alright, I’ll see you later.” He patted me on the back and walked in the opposite direction.

***

Soon school ended, and I was quickly heading towards the door to see the sky and feel the air, and then go home. As I opened the door, suddenly a portal summoned in front of me, making me trip inside the black hole. I found myself dropping into the archway of the YMPA building, in front of Mr. Drails.

“Hello,” he greeted, and I nervously nodded.

“Hi,” I said, still nervous.

Mr. Drails smiled with a little chuckle, then he said with a breath in between, “Sorry if your landing here wasn’t exactly the best, it’s my honest mistake.”

“Ya think,” I hissed, as I stood up. “I almost fell flat onto my face!”

He chuckled again. “I know,” he said. “That’s why I came out to greet you. After all, it would somewhat help the pain right?”

I sighed.

“I got you out early because I wanted to tell you something in my office, follow me,” he said, walking past me down the hallway.

I followed him, as we walked through the halls and up the stairs until we reached his office.