The teams were divided, and the game commenced. A boy, around my age, was on my team, and was excellent. He had dark blonde hair, a face scattered wit... freckles, shining green eyes, and a toned, tan surfer physique. After the game, I went up to him as he patted himself dry with a towel. “You were really great out there.” I smiled and sat on the bench next to him. “Gee, thanks! You were pretty far out, yourself.” I blushed and adjusted my headband which was tightly wrapped over my brown curls.. "I don't know," I admitted. "I'm not from around here."She took my hand and gently squeezed it. "I know almost nothing about you," she told me, "except for what I feel for you." Alright," I said quietly. "I'll tell you. Gianna, I'm not from this world. I come from a planet named Earth, which is... well, I don't know where it is in relation to here. But I know this isn't Earth. I live, or lived, in Washington state, which is in the United States of America. Everything you have in this world. “Sash, come on. Gotta get up.”Mumbling in her sleep she replied “too early, few more minutes.”He pulled the comforter off her and shook her determinedly, “Come on. We’ve got security to get through, and a plane to catch.”Charles understood her hesitation. He wasn’t enthusiastic about less than five hours of sleep either but there would be plenty of time to sleep on the plane. With a chuckle he reset the alarm for two minutes and left the bedroom to get a shower. After his shower walking back. "Well, when my girlfriend dumped me, and it became obvious right away that she was screwing my best friend, although we hadn't done anything, well ... It was kinda like getting hit in the gut. I didn't go looking for girls. Then a little later, there was a lot of studying to do. My high school didn't prepare me for the courses I was taking at college, and I had to study my ass off. Then this job came along. I just didn't meet anyone," he finally wound down.Denise took his hand. "She was a.