HUMAN/SUPER First Contact 45

Angela shrugged.

“I got lucky,” she said. “I don’t even know why the guy hired me.”

“I can think of a few reasons,” Genesis said. “And in case you can’t tell, I’m waggling my eyebrows suggestively right now.”

“I doubt he’d hire me for my looks,” Angela said.

“Why not?” Genesis said. “I would.”

Angela rolled her eyes and glanced away.

“Hey, you were totally fishing for that one,” Genesis said.

Angela crossed her arms and said, “Do you want to see this movie or not?”

Genesis laughed.

“Yeah, yeah,” she said. “Let’s go.”


Angela had a hard time following the movie with all the noise in her head. It was something about a teenage girl who got pulled into another dimension or planet or time period. It wasn’t entirely clear. The visuals were cool, though.

“What’d you think?” Genesis asked on the way out.

“I… liked it,” Angela said. “I didn’t understand it, but I liked it.”

“Yeah, it was pretty condensed,” Genesis said. “It’s based on a twenty-six-episode TV series so they had to cut a lot of material. I would’ve been pretty confused, too, if I hadn’t already seen the show.”

“So it wasn’t just me?” Angela asked.

Genesis chuckled.

“Nope,” she replied. “I actually have the whole series on DVD if you want to borrow it. We could swing by my place on the way to your apartment.”

They stepped out onto the parking lot and headed for the car. Angela stared at the ground in front of her feet.

“I’d like that,” she said.


They pulled into the driveway of a pale blue Cape Cod. Angela climbed out of the car and stared up at the house. It was a single-storey building with a porch and an attached garage.