Athena was very much a goth...Pale skin, black-dyed hair, black corset, long black worn skirt, and black boots.
She and Mikey got along, even if he wasn't into the lifestyle. He met her behind the auditorium in the woods. They sat on a tree stump.
"You believe in magic, right?" Mikey asked her.
"Sure, why?"
"Well, I'm in the middle of this big boatload of magic, and it's wild," he said. "It's like a private joke though. No one I can share it with, because no one else notices."
"Mikey...what did you do?" Athena asked.
"Just a joke on my big brother. Wait...I know...meet me here after school, and I'll show you." He could make a wish on the stone so his best friend could enjoy it with him.
He got up, shifting positions. His bra seemed to be a bit loose today. Maybe he'd stretched it out.
"I've got to go to class."
"Fuck class," Athena said. "Tell me what's going on."
Mikey paused.
