I tried to remember what her phone was like so I would take one of the same type. As it turned out, I hadn’t really paid attention to that. I just bought her the same type as I had and a new simcard as well for both of us. Afterwards, I bought a box to put the phone inside, a small one. I took a few turns through the store to see what else I need and it turned out to be nothing.

I headed home and put in some practice on my violin and guitar. And that night I started to do some research on the stupid history project that Pro. Skull Mustache set out for us to do. As far as I remember, Sunshine was insisting on us doing the project about the history of music which I totally am cool with. Searching around and doing some digging, I found some really nice information out about some of the greatest Musicians of history, some I knew and some I did not. I picked a few and saved their documents on my phone.

I picked Harmony Cichord: master of harpsichord and mixing different tempos.
Oudy Wood: the lumberjack who left his homeland and started traveling and busking around the world with his oud.
Clarence: known for putting people to sleep with her soft and relaxing melodies which she played using her Clarinet.

That should have done the job, at least for now. There was way more information about them that I was pretty sure would come in handy.

Dinner was ready when I was done with talking to Steely, so I headed down and joined everybody. But Dad sure wanted to know if I invited Sunshine to our house or not, and he really was insisting on getting more information from me. I just convinced him that THEY will come to our house one day and then I could finally enjoy my dinner without being bombarded with questions.

The next day, I needed Steely to open up Sunshine’s locker. He questioned it at first but when I told her that I got her a phone too, he accepted and helped. It only took us a minute, and then we went back to minding our own business. And thankfully, Mr. Cranky Doodle was present. I’m not gonna lie, Pro. Skull Mustache does pull ears painfully hard.

The rest of the day was typical: Steely brought Sandwiches for launch again and I bought a taco. It was actually good. After the school, I headed home. I did my homework and called Sunshine to see if she got her new phone or not. And it turned out yes, she got the package and she really appreciated it. I told her to call me if she wanted to talk about the history project. A few hours later, she called back and started to see if we were on the same page or not. Luckily, we were and I sent her the documents I found. After some chatting we decided to talk about our project tomorrow after school. So we had enough time to work on it during the weekend.

The next day was not very interesting. Classes here and there, Music Room and enjoying the peace that probably won’t last long and turns out to be the calm before the storm. But at the end, I met up with Sunshine after school and we began to walk and talk about our project.

“So you read the files I sent you?” I asked

“Yeah, I read all of them and I also did some searching before bed and found some ancient instruments. That will add some mystery about what or how did they used to play.” I also noticed she had on her gloves.

“That will probably do so,” I said, “But we need more, and we need to organize it too, don’t cha think?

“Yes, I do, and that’s why I think we should head to one another’s home!”

She didn’t just say that!

I just stared her down for a few seconds, but then she looked at me and asked me if I was alright, and I didn’t think I need to answer that.

“What did you just say?” I asked her.

“Uh, we should head to each other’s home, and I really think we go to your place since mine is not suitable.” No, she really said it. What I was trying to prevent from happening was happening, and it was not OK!

“Oh no. No, no, no, we’re not going to my house, and why shouldn’t we head to your house, anyway?”

“Well, uh … since, you know … I have … ROOMMATES, yeah, roommates, and I can’t bring guests.”

“Oh, really? Haven’t I told you about how your eyes give you away?”

“No, I’m not lying, that’s the truth!”

“Your eyes say something else”

“I don’t know what you are talking about! What’s the problem with going to your place?”

“The problem is not my house, the problem is you with the magical stuff that is happens around you!”

I went for it a bit harsh. She looked at me like I insulted her. “Excuse me, but what did you mean by that?”

“Look, if you really want to know I don’t want my family getting involved with all this super mega crazy stuff that happens right out of nowhere.”

She opened her mouth to say something, then she just sighed.

“OK, I get it, but I promise you I won’t do or make anything happen out of the ordinary.”

“Seriously?”

“Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!”

“You’re really spending a lot of time with your friends, aren’t you?”

“And I’m not going to apologize for it.” I knew she was serious when it came to her friends, but I couldn’t resist taking a slight dig. “So now are we safe to go to your house?”

“I guess, but there is one more thing.”

“What?”

“You do not say anything about us being kidnapped!”

Author's Note

Special thanks to my editor Daniel Drazen.

Make sure you read other chapters too.