How to Marry an Alien
of my
nose and onto his face. He was right, of course, the moment
definitely wasn't there.
    "Hello? Oh, God!" Lucy's voice rang through
the door.
    I scrambled off Ace and he did his best to
button up his shirt, his fingers struggled at each pearl snap
button.
    "Sorry, I should have knocked."
    I turned to see Lucy with her hand up to her
face.
    "It's alright, um, we were just talking." I
positioned myself so I was sitting on the bed, near the wall and
Ace propped himself into a sitting position next to me.
    Lucy dropped her hand down. "Okay, so if you
all were just talking, do you mind if my girlfriend comes in? The
coffee shop was closed so I invited her over to watch some Rocko's Modern Life ."
    "Sure, that's fine." I nodded, smoothing my
hair out, which probably wasn't even that messed up.
    "Alright, babe, the coast is clear," Lucy
yelled and opened the door.
    There, standing in my bedroom doorway, was
the same girl that turned me in for sneaking out to see Ace. The
same girl who last time I saw her had a gun held to my head. And
now she looked at me like she had absolutely no idea who I was, and
after a memory erase from Circe, she probably didn't. But the very
sight of her sent a chill through every part of my body.
    "Hi, you guys, I'm Riley. It's nice to meet
you."
    There, in the flesh, was Riley from
Circe.

Chapter 11
     
    I couldn't speak. My throat felt like it
closed up. Luckily, Ace was there to save me.
    "Hello, Riley, it's good to meet you." Ace
stood up, shaking her hand like she wasn't the spawn of Satan.
    "And this must be the infamous Ace." Lucy
smiled as Riley released her hand from Ace's and stood next to
Lucy.
    How the heck could this be possible? Last I
saw of Riley was when the Circe guards were taking her to wipe her
memory of her time with aliens. Now she was standing in my dorm
room. Not to mention that she was a grad student at my school and
dating my roommate.
    "That would be me, and you must be Alex's
roommate." He peered at Lucy, taking her hand in his to shake it
briefly as if it weren't insane that we were standing there and
facing a crazy person.
    I scrambled up from the bed, sliding in my
flip-flops and stood next to Ace. "It's good to see both of you,
but, uh, since you two probably want some alone time, I'll give Ace
a tour of campus."
    "You sure?" Lucy arched one of her barely
there eyebrows, tossing her purse on her bag chair.
    "Yeah," Riley added. "I've just met you all.
I wouldn't mind getting to know the other women who will be
sleeping with my girlfriend." Riley winked and slid an arm around
Lucy's waist.
    This was just too weird. When I interned with
Riley, she wanted nothing to do with me or Ace and now here she was
begging us to stay.
    "I'm sure we'll have plenty of time for that
this summer." I forced a smile before dragging Ace out the door and
down the hall to the elevator.
    "You did not tell me that Riley was romancing
your roommate," Ace said as we stepped onto the waiting
elevator.
    "Obviously I was just as shocked as you were.
I didn't know that Riley was going to school here, let alone that
she played for the other team."
    "Play for the other team?" Ace asked.
    I shook my head. "It's just an expression,
meaning that she is gay."
    "I still don't understand how two humans can
be this gay thing, as you call it. What benefits do they get?"
    I rolled my eyes. I had enough to figure out
with Riley, let alone trying to explain homosexuality to Ace. "Can
we talk about that some other time? Right now, I'm trying to wrap
my head around the fact that Riley is even still around."
    We stepped off the elevator in silence. There
was no need to let everyone else hear our discussion about
memory-wiped lesbians. Quickly, we walked out the revolving front
doors and into the night.
    "She doesn't act like she remembered us at
all," Ace said as soon as we were out of earshot of anyone near the
dorm.
    I blew a raspberry through my lips and took
Ace's hand, leading him toward the Union. "Still, how

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