Earth: A Short Story

Our story begins on the planet Earth. You know, that blue speck on the outer arm of- what's that you say? Not specific enough for you? Very well. Our story begins on the planet Earth. Specifically in the northern hemisphere of the continent of North America in a state called Washington in a town called Northgate. Is that better? The town of Northgate had many attractions, such as its Bozo the Clown Museum famous for exactly 3.5 miles. And who could forget about Johnson's Grill Masters, who made the best burgers until one crossed the border into the neighboring town of Quincy? On second thought, Northgate was kind of a dump. The town existed only because it was located in the middle of a dense forest that interconnected with multiple streams,

This student was a girl with short, messy black hair, light blue eyes, and pale skin. She wore a gray shirt underneath a black leather jacket that had some hipster band patch on it, stonewashed jeans with impractical holes in the knees, and black combat boots that she kept immaculately shined. She had a face that upon seeing, you automatically thought, 'I wish punching a person was legal.' And this desire only intensified when one looked at the cheeky smirk she always wore. It was the kind that screamed, "My tragic backstory definitely doesn't compensate for my ego." The girl was violently scribbling barely discernible words into a white notebook which she slapped closed before you got close enough to read it. She looked up at you with the aforementioned cheeky grin as she packed her things into her tan canvas bag- which sported a pin of a potato and another that said, 'Save the Corgi'. "Hi, there." She said as she climbed to her feet and began walking around the lunchroom, never looking away from you. "I'm Alin. Just Alin, for now, and I thought you should know, I am not the hero of this story," She paused to step over a banana peel before

That's it! She's more chiseled than a Michelangelo." Alin finished before Heather towered over her. She glared down at the considerably shorter girl with her mouth set in a grimace that somehow made her more attractive. In a sexy 'I'm about to rip out your heart and show it to you' kind of way. Alin looked the girl up and down once more as she said, "I am either a very lucky or very doomed girl right now." "What?" Heather asked. "Let me put it this way," Alin said as she cleared her throat. She tilted her head at Heather and raised an eyebrow suggestively. "If looks could kill, you'd be the death of me," She threw in a wink that, while smoother than most, sent a decidedly unpleasant shiver up Heather's spine. She was, as most people would be, extremely confused that a short girl who looked more at home in a Goth section was flirting with her. "Did... did you just flirt with me?" Heather asked. "No." Alin answered, her face completely composed once