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the cafeteria where it
definitely wasn’t the clustered mess from the day before. Most of
the humans and aliens were like me and not crazy morning people
like Jen. The few aliens who actually woke up for breakfast
shuffled to their seats, not looking up from their morning bowl of
blue gelatin, or whatever it was they were eating.
    “I’ll meet you in line. I’m just going to
talk to a few people from the lab. Be right back." Jen patted my
back before running over to a table full of frog-like aliens,
mumbling over papers that were scattered in front of them
    I shook my head before grabbing my tray and
finding my place in line. My eyes trailed over the assortment of
different colored gunk in large bowls across the buffet until I
spotted something familiar.
    “Yeah, cereal!" I grinned, scooting toward
the end of the line.
    “You know you’ve had a head injury when you
start talking to yourself in the breakfast line.” I looked over to
see Ace staring down at me.
    “Oh." I tried to regain my composure, but
could feel my face flush from getting caught talking to myself by
Ace. “I was just excited to see—"
    He held up his hands. “Hey, no harm done,
just giving you a hard time."
    He grabbed a bowl of the blue gelatin-like
substance. “How are you feeling today anyway? Are you going to be
able to work after almost being maimed by a tentacle?”
    “I think I can manage.” I scooped some cereal
into a bowl, waiting for Ace to say something, but he just stood
there, shuffling back and forth.
    I stopped scooping and looked up at him. He
had a stare that made every bone in my body turn to slush. I didn’t
know if he was playing some kind of an alien mind trick on me, or
what the sensation was that I felt every time I could feel his eyes
on me.
    “There you are." I was pushed out of my
trance by a bump from Gavin on my shoulder. “Jen said you were in
line." He didn’t even look at me, just kept his eyes on Ace.
    “I’ll see you at work,” Ace muttered as he
headed toward his table. I didn't even get to thank him for saving
my life, twice, but I didn't know how one would even approach
something like that. It wasn't like every girl encountered her
knight in shining armor on a regular basis, or knight in a shiny
silver jump suit.
    Gavin shook his head as I poured milk on my
cereal. “Can you believe that guy?”
    “Believe what?" I cocked my head as we went
toward our table, trays in hand.
    “The way he looks at you." Gavin gave a
sideways glance over his shoulder before sitting across from Jen
and next to me. “It’s as if he thinks he's your personal superhero
and may have to run to your rescue at any second.”
    I snorted, swirling my spoon in my cereal,
concentrating on the round flakes like they were the most
interesting thing in the world. “He does not.”
    Justin laughed from across the table. “Dude
you’re right, he totally does.”
    I looked up, feeling the temperature rise in
my face. “You guys are just making it up to embarrass me.”
    “You wanna bet?" Gavin leaned in closer. “I
bet if you look over at his table right now, he will be gawking at
you with those big Bush Baby eyes.”
    “Aw c’mon Gavin, leave the girl alone. You're
just jealous that some Caltian is checking her out,” Malcolm
joked.
    “I am not jealous of that alien ."
Gavin shuddered.
    He scooted closer to me. I couldn't believe
that I was so attracted to him the first day and now he was just
acting like a first rate a-hole. “Maybe Alex just doesn’t want some
alien guy creeping her out, right, Alex?”
    He stared down at me with pleading eyes, a
tight-lipped smile forming on his face.
    I looked up to meet his eyes, but not before
I caught a glance to see that Gavin was right and Ace was staring
right at me.

Chapter 5
     
    “Do all aliens feel that they need to use
dating websites?" I squinted at the screen of an alien that listed
himself as a ‘sensitive man who enjoys long walks on the beach and
fine French