The Star in My Eye

Chapter Six

What You Wish For

Dude the exact same thing happened at my house Lyra and Bon Bons here.

I sat back and waited for a response, double-checking Jordan's status.

Jordan is online.

Several more seconds passed, and Lyra ran into the room, coming up to my bed and giving me puppy-dog eyes.

"Do you shed?"

Her expression intensified, and I grinned as I lowered my palm for her to step on.  Raising her up to my tablet, I checked the screen again.

Jordan is typing...

"Whacha doing?"

I took a second, expectantly waiting for the message to appear.

"Talking."

After another couple of seconds, the 'Jordan is typing' notification vanished, yet a message still failed to appear.

Come on you bastard, answer me...

"Doesn't look like it.  Seems to be a one-way to me."  She suddenly snickered.  "I can't believe I said that."

"Yeah, neither can I," I grunted irritably.

After another moment, a message came through, but not from Facebook.  In my Android's notifications bar, the Skype emblem appeared.  Of course, I clicked it.

One missed call from: Jthe2nd.

My eyes widened as my heart skipped a beat and I opened Skype, sending a video call to him.  Finally, by the grace of God, he picked up.

"Seriously?  They're there?" he said as soon as the video appeared.  His iPhone didn't have very good resolution, and his face was dim, but you could make out his short hair and big eyes behind his glasses.

"Yeah man, they're here," I replied, tilting the camera to accommodate Lyra.

"Oh my God, dude this is amazing!  I woke up with Fluttershy on my windowsill!"

"Is he stuck in there?" Lyra asked me, gesturing to the tablet.  I laughed.

"No, his phone has a camera on it that gives me his image."

"You can talk?!" Jordan said a little too loud.  My brows furrowed.

"I thought you said you had Fluttershy?"

He looked down a second before looking back at the camera.

"Well, she hasn't said anything but 'eep'.  She's terrified."

"Ooh," Lyra said, wincing.

"Where is she now?" I asked.

"She's either really fond of dog hair, covers, or both, 'cause she's been hiding under my sheets for the past ten minutes."

Alarm sprang up in me.

"Is she still even there?"

Jordan turned the camera around to show me his bed, a silky pink tail half-exposed from under the covers.  The camera turned back around and refocused on him.  He started to say something, but I cut him off.

"Hold on a sec."

I scrambled up, and picked up a sheet of paper and a pencil from my bookshelf.

"What's your address, Jordan?"

"Uh, 192 Warlock Ct."

I wrote it down, looking back to the camera.

"Is it safe for me and Dad to come over?"

His brows raised.

"Uh, hold on, lemme check."

His eyes looked past the camera, probably to his bedroom door.

"Mom!  Is it okay for a friend from last year's acting class to come over?"

A muffled response could be heard, Jordan visibly brightening.

"Yeah dude, it's cool."

"'Kay, let me ask Dad if he can drive me.  Dad!"

"What?!"

"Can you drive me over to a friend's house today?!"

"How far is it?!"

"Uh, hold on!"

I walked over to my bookshelf and retrieved my laptop, which I booted up to head to MapQuest.

"12.3 miles!"

"Alright, sure!  When?!"

"Now!"

"Well get your shit together!  Let's go!"

"I'm coming, brah.  Be there in a few minutes."

"Alright.  Bye."

I looked down.  Lyra was flicking her ears, trying to get them to respond.

"Sorry.  You ever been in a car before?" I asked, know what the answer would be.

"The fuck's a car?"

I'll admit, I thought the answer would be milder, but hey...

You don't always get what you wish for.