Arin the Genie Part 1, Origin Story
On a crisp spring morning, Arin went out to the park at her college because her boyfriend Ben wanted to meet her there. Arin happened to have a lull moment in her procrastination, and she knew that Ben was not rehearsing today for the play he was in. They met at the usual place, a wooden bench that was perfectly situated by a lake on campus. It as secluded as it got, and the traffic to and from classes died down since it was late afternoon.
Arin was feeling rather chipper, so she wore a crimson blouse that complimented her short fiery orange hair. She let her hair get frizzy because it was so short that it was low maintenance but she could still make it work. A pair of blue jeans and sandals finished the ensemble.
She saw Ben sitting on the bench already holding a brown sack with that look of hiding something he could not wait to show. He was wearing a camo t-shirt he bought online that said "No camping" and had a picture of two stick figures, one backstabbing a sniper. The brun
Jack in The Toy BoxJack Robertson went to the mall that Christmas week because he had nothing else to do. He threw on a worn leather jacket Batman t-shirt, jeans, and favorite sneakers then walked to the local mall just to browse around. He went to a comic store at first to skim some graphic novels that caught his eye. He then went over to the budget DVD store looked at the movies but saw nothing worth spending money on, and finally he got a smoothie from the food court. Jack managed one productive investment on this trip, he got a winter haircut. They trimmed his black hair short but not so short that Jackie Frost didn’t caress his head to close. The young woman whom gave him the haircut wouldn't stop talking to him about how tall he was or his hazel eyes. Jack might find himself going there more often. Even that though could not solve this incurable loneliness he had.
He was in a new town, away from family and he didn’t have the money now to go see them. They really didn’t have the mo