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"You don't want to be late for work, do you?" Actually, I was already late for work, from the encounter with Victoria and meeting Amelia, two very difficult human beings to deal with. I didn't think I could survive with this Amelia girl. If I was going to spend time with her and be her friend, I'd have to get ear plugs to block whatever noise she'll cause me. "I don't.", I said and smiled at her, following her into the Cafe.

Everything she said to me was a pile of confusion except the part about scanning me to be a Caster. "Next!" The guy said, meaning that it was my turn to be scanned. There was no one else behind me, and I needed to get into this city. "What if I do not have one of those projector things?" I asked while being scanned. "The council made it mandatory that every Caster should have their own projector watches by the age of 10. If you have none, then you can neither enter nor exit a Caster empire because you have no identity," he told me halfway through my scan. "However, if you are one of us, you will be evaluated for cases in which you lose your watch or it was broken. If you pass, you will gain

To which he looked at me with a confused look and pass me a WHY-ARE-WE-GOING-THERE look which I ignored. I and kova stood in front of a store that says, 'Comicon which is owned by our great handsome friend that is in his twenties with jet black hair, blue Ocean eyes that girl get whoosh for with a great build body Charlie Gomez. We walked inside like we owned the store. It wasn't that rush here as it was still 11 in the morning, BUT let me tell you the vibe of the store was awesome and cool, the store was having many shelves with the latest updated comic, and the shelves were pretty colorful the one beside the door was yellow had anime dolls, I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S CALL, the other shelves we

I rifled through my sketchbook, praying he left me alone like everyone else had. "I know you can draw. It's so beautiful. What's that? " he asked pointing at my newest sketch. I shut the book, sliding it out of his reach. I glared at him, not quite used to anyone disturbing me. He met my gaze coolly. " Ah! Where are my manners? " he said. I mumbled, "probably in your half eaten sandwich". He smiled. "Who knew you had a sense of humour? My name is Matthew. L. Henderson." I rolled my eyes, not caring I was sitting next to the mayor's son. He cocked his head, clearly waiting for me to introduce myself like the lady I wasn't.

Did he say thank you? And my eyes weren't deceiving me when I saw him smile when staring at the drawing right? Oh my! I think I'm gonna explode with joy! I'm getting Donald's attention bit by bit and then boom...