Cat’s POV

This guy was hotter than the other guy, but he scared the crap out of me.

And, I mean, what kind of idiot is Alek anyway? Who the HECK goes into a stranger’s house? WHO?!

I tried to run away, but Alek grabbed my arm, and pushed me inside, following after me.

Bastard.

The weird hot guy promptly slammed the door shut, and grinned at us.

“Welcome to Faerie,” he said, smirking.

“Huh?” I stared at him, bewildered. Was he intoxicated? He didn’t seem like it… Maybe it was the name they’d give to their house… but really. Who names their houses?

“Faerie?” Alek did his ‘That’s-Not-Cool' look. “What’s up with that?”

The guy continued to smirk. “We’ve wanted a new human for a while anyway,” he said, leaning against the closed door. “I suppose the girl can stay too, although she’s not much too our tastes. We prefer blondes for females. They’re more attractive.”

I pursed my lips together. Now, I mean, I’m not ALWAYS this angry, but most of my anger was aimed at Alek, who PUSHED me into this freaky place. All I wanted was to go back outside and tell Anna that I’d rung the stupid doorbell.

“I agree,” Alek said, and I was reminded of his three best teenage sluts. They were all blonde.

“As for you…” The guy walked closer eying Alek, and I jumped. His ears- they were POINTED. “You’re perfect. The Queen will love you- she likes the dark haired ones.”

Alek gave him another strange look. “What are you talking about? Do you want us to do this damn survey or not?”

Pointy Ears laughed. “Survey? Remember this, Alek Turner. Elves see through lies.”

“What’s going on?” Dan, the Creep from before, walked into the hallway, and stopped, staring. Slowly, his face split into a grin. “Perfect.”

I glanced at Alek quickly. I mean, who knew what these creeps were? They could be cannibals for all I knew! Or rapists, or thieves, or hit men, or kidnappers, or…

Ninjas.

Yeah. Ninjas.

“Come along,” Pointy Ears said, frowning at me, but grinning at Alek. “There’s no point standing around here all day.”

“Where are we going?” Alek wondered, who was obviously too cool and too macho to try and escape with me. Ugh. This is why I hated him. He couldn’t let down on his coolness. Ever.

“No,” I said, not walking forward with the others.

“Very well.” Dan shrugged, but Pointy Ears paused, glancing over his shoulder.

“It seems like such a waste, though. Humans are useful servants, even if they ARE brunette,” Pointy Ears said, rubbing his smooth chin.

I like my hair. It’s pretty.

“Come on, Cat,” Alek said, crossing his arms. “Don’t be such a wussy.”

Such a wussy?! Excuse me! I happened to be alone in an ancient house with two guys I didn’t know and one guy who I hated! I had EVERY right to be scared crapless!

“Come on,” Pointy Ears grabbed my elbow, and dragged me into the next room. “I’m sure you’ll like Faerie Land,” he said, although it sounded like he really didn’t care if I liked it or not. “All the humans do.”

“What are you?” I asked, glaring at him. I hate it when people say things just to say them. It drives me nuts.

He looked mildly offended. “An elf, of course,” he said, quite huffily. “Don’t you learn anything these days?”

“No,” I said, deciding that I might as well annoy this…elf… since I obviously wasn’t going to get out of this place. “What’s your name, anyway?”

“Why should I tell you?” He asked snidely.

“So I can tell the police when they find my mangled body by the roadside,” I said, oddly cheerful for someone in my situation.

Alek sent me a scathing look over his shoulder.

“Moon Drop,” the elf said.

I didn’t mean to, but I laughed. REALLY loudly.

Moon Drop frowned at me. “Do you find something amusing, Human?”

I clamped a hand over my mouth, and shook my head, trying not to laugh even more. His name was MOON DROP?! Ha!

“So…you’re parents actually…named you Moon Drop?” Alek wondered, glancing at the elf. “Why?”

Moon Drop frowned. “I have decided not to answer that rude question.” He let go of my elbow, and walked towards Dan. “What time is it?”

“Almost midday,” Dan replied, frowning at Alek and I. “Do we HAVE to bring the girl?”

“Yes. I need more personal slaves,” Moon Drop said, glaring at me.

Oh? Is THAT what I get for laughing at his name? Jerk.

Before I could say anything in my defense, Dan opened up the door leading to the back of the lawn.

I stopped dead in my tracks, my mouth falling open.

“Whoa.” Alek said, although I could tell that he was just as shocked as I was.

There was a friggin FOREST where a GARAGE used to be!

I stared for what must’ve been at least ten minutes, my mouth hanging open, and I finally turned to Moon Drop. “What the heck happened to the rest of the neighborhood?!”

He gave me another one of those looks which plainly stated that he thought I was a complete imbecile. “We’re in Faerie Land,” he said snidely.

Alek had stepped out onto the place where normally there would be a small patio. “Why is the Tanner’s house still here?” He wondered, looking around the side of the house.

The Tanners live across the street from me, and they’re the creepiest people alive. The oldest, Jon Tanner, is eighteen, and I swear, he’s a vampire or something. Georgia Tanner is next, and she’s my age, and she’s been sick since forever with this disease that doesn’t seem to be doing anything but making her hair fall out. She wears a bright yellow wig all the time and talks about how she’s supposed to die off any day now in her loud, obnoxious voice. Apparently she’s been going to die ‘any day now’ since she was three.. Then there’s Holly, and she thinks that she’s a witch. Her room is in the front of the house, and sometimes I can see her setting up candles in the shape of a star with all of the lights turned out not wearing anything. It’s really creepy. Lastly is Colton Tanner, and he is the Plague. He’ll show up at our house at the most random of times, asking Anna to go out with him. She’d NEVER do it, of course, because he’s short, fat, and smells like dead fish, and she values herself to be something of a ‘Popular Girl’… anyway. They’re weird. Their Mom is a TOTAL hippie, and I once saw her bring in this whole bag of mushrooms that REALLY didn’t look legal into their house. Then there’s Mr. Tanner, and he wears black opera capes all of the time and large emo glasses.

Yeah. Weird people.

“Oh? That place?” Moon Drop shrugged. “I suppose they’re closer to Faerie than the rest of the humans.”

“You mean you do drugs in the this place?” Alek wondered, raising an eyebrow. “Because I’ve seen Mrs. Tanner bring in all kinds of weeds into that place.”

“There are drugs everywhere,” Moon Drop replied primly. “Is it safe, Flame Spite?”

“FLAME SPITE?!” That was me. I was laughing again. I’m mean, DON’T tell me that’s Dan’s ‘real’ name.

It was.

…Oh man. This was all WAY too good to believe.

He glared over his shoulder at me, and I suddenly noticed that his clothes were different. So were Moon Drop’s. Before, they were wearing t-shirts and crappy jeans, and now they were both dressed in stylish sort of weird suits, which weren’t really like suits at all, by I have no idea how else to describe them.

Anyway. Moon Drop’s was a silvery blue, and he had a big white staff in one hand. I bit back a grin, because he looked like Gandalf- without the beard and yucky hair, of course.

Then there was Dan, who I REALLY can’t call Flame Spite, and his clothes were red and orange, which looked silly compared to his light blue eyes. His accessory was cooler, though. There was a sweet-ass sword hanging off one slender hip, and a quiver full of black fledged feathers on his back. I supposed that there was a bow somewhere too.

The problem was though, that both of them were REALLY hot. Like, drop dead gorgeous, hot.

I REALLY wanted to faint and see if one of them would carry me to wherever we were going.

I doubted it, though. Dan doesn’t like me, and Moon Drop doesn’t either, not after I laughed at his pansy name.

Ah well… it was worth a thought…

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A/N: Ehhh… FOUR WEEKS! Yes! I LoOOOOOVe camp! –hugs-

Yup, anyway, here’s the next chappie, SO sorry for the TOTALLY long wait… -sighs-