Did Anyone Order Pizza?“Everyone better be here, because I’m calling this meeting to order at two and not a second later.”The speaker is none other than Rika herself. It is Marcel’s first meeting with any councilperson present, and he shifts awkwardly in his seat. Rika is by far the most terrifying person on the council, and being the only member present she holds every ounce of authority in the room. And true to her word, the meeting starts at exactly two o’clock, and every one of the three stragglers are given a very disapproving stare even as she continues speaking.But then, just as she is about to call the meeting to order, the wall before Marcel’s eyes begins to shift. He blinks, rubbing his eyes, and staring with a mixture of terror and astonishment as what can only be a portal forms. The room erupts into momentary chaos as people attempt to talk over one another, and Marcel along with several others in the room reach for their weapons. A man dressed in the strange
StargazingSometimes, when Keahi can’t sleep, she watches the stars.She supposes it’s because it makes her feel closer to the ones she’s left behind. Home is so far away now, and she isn’t sure when she’ll get to see it again – if ever. Sometimes she lays where she’s rolled out her mat for the night and imagines that wherever they are, they are also looking at the stars. She wonders if they ever think of her and Mana too.Mana joins her late one night and they sit in silence, staring at the sky together. Keahi wraps Mana in her blanket, and they huddle for so long that eventually her eyes grow heavy. But just before she does fall asleep, Mana murmurs, “I miss them too. All the time.”And the next morning when she wakes, Keahi doesn’t quite remember either of them ever grabbing Mana’s blanket for extra warmth.
One Teeny Little Crush“Xander,” Claire whines into her hands, “make it stop.”“I don’t think you can make crushes stop.” Xander answers from the opposite end of the couch. He looks absolutely amused with her current predicament, and that makes her face heat up more. “You like who you like, and you have fallen head over heels for Vanessa.”Claire parts a few of her fingers so she can peek at him, and glares. “I have not fallen for her. It's just a crush.”“Sure.” Xander answers with a smile, looking back down at his book again. “You keep telling yourself that.”He has a point, but she isn’t about to admit that – she is not in love – so she settles instead for hitting him with a pillow. That just makes him burst into laughter, however, so she makes a mental note to not go easy on him tomorrow during training.For an entire week, Claire is convinced that she isn’t in love. She mumbles
Snow DaySnow days, Mana learns quickly, make for a wild day on a university campus.For starters, Greg and Clayton deliver the news that classes have been canceled from the other side of the door, loudly. Several inches of snow fell the previous night, which for their area is a surprise of itself, and every one of their friends – except Madelynn, who is from Massachusetts and appears to be quite amused at their excitement over such a small amount of snow – insist that Keahi joins them. The coffee shop Mana works at hasn’t closed, and as she prepares for her shift, Keahi begrudgingly dresses herself. It is six in the morning, and Mana hasn’t seen her sister up this early since high school.Mana leaves shortly after, and arrives just before seven to open with Xander. The place is busier than usual, and she isn’t at all surprise to see their friends stop by a while later. Xander takes their orders, and she sets to work making their drinks.“So where’s the
Procrastination“Do I want to know why you’re here, ordering a large latte with an extra shot of espresso?”It isn’t the first time Mana has asked – and it won’t be the last either – so she continues making Keahi’s drink as she awaits her twin’s response. Keahi rests her elbows on the counter, watching Mana work.“It’s only eight.” Keahi answers, raising an eye brow at her. “I’ve been here at closing like three times in the past month.”Mana securest the lid on her sister’s drink before setting it in front of her “True,” she admits. “Eight is pretty early for you. So really, what are you here for?”“Thinking about the process in which information is stored in long-term memory.” Keahi answers casually, taking a long sip of her newly acquired beverage. “I also have a ten page paper on retrograde amnesia that’s due tomorrow morning and I haven