Im exploring...ok fine Im lost (Hannah)

I had started out at the edge of the forest, just wandering around, making plant grow. Stuff like that. But then of course Id lost sight of the tree line and lost my way. So simply put: I was screwed t'ill I found a way out of this forest. I sighed and sat on a log which I had long since passed about a hundred times. I could travel through most of the North American continent but not manage one freaking forest? Gods Im an idjit." Ce soir, nos deux corps se mêlent.Fiers d'une étreinte parfaite.." I sang. It was the chorus to my favorite song and it usually helped me feel better.

I turned around quickly having heard the noise.I let out a breath in relief noticing it was just a boy.A cute boy too."'ello." I said, my french accent ever present.I took a step closer to him, a bit curios. Id seen green hair, purple hair, and tons of other colored hair in Europe and here in North America too. Hell, I had blue streacks in my own hair. But I'ne never seen white hair on a young guy. It was a good look.

I smiled slightly."Je suis Crys...I mean..um...I'm Crys."I said shrugging. He looked kinda nervous. May be he was lost? Dammit. That would be just my luck to run into someone else who dosent know there way around."Um...you wouldnt happen to know a way back to the trail?"

I smiled. "Thank god. I have been walking around in circles for the last hour." I said, grinning.Well now I wasnt scrwed." So um...what is your name?" I asked,cocking my head to the side.

I smiled." Thats a nice name. It is a lot better than Crysanthemum." I said shrugging.He seemed like a nice guy, just shy." Theres a hard rain falling flooding your attic it's clear. I cant put out the fire that resides in you my dear. Theres something I should tell you for we may not have much time Ive..Never seen stars like your..." I sang, but quietly and too myself. It was better if I kept my mouth occupied with singing since most of what I said sounded dumb. That and you couldnt tell I had an accent while singing.

I blushed a bright shade of red. "Thank you..." I said, smiling slightly at him. Wow. Thats probably the first time Ive ever been complemented on my singing."Um..who is your god parent? Mine is Persephone." I said, my cheeks still red from before.

" That's cool." I said, smiling slightly."Can you..like..make people fall asleep?" I asked curiosly. I knew Hypnos was the god of dreams or something like that but I wasnt sure on exactly what his powers would be.

I shrugged." I can make plants grow...that is about it.."I said, my face expressionless." I do not really want power though. I would prefer to make people happy. To explore. To do something in my life that matters." I said, frowning slightly, my eyes pained.I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck. I really should stop dumping my problems on other people. The only goood thing is I'm bieng honest and not pretendig to be happy.

I smiled." When I lived in France, all I ever thought about was becoming famous. When I was little girl I had this whole dream of becoming a singer at this theatre my dad and me would got to. Then of course I haerd Rock and then I wanted to be a Famous Rock singer. But then my step mother found out I was the 'supposed child of a greek godess' she kicked me out." I said,rolling my eyes. I stopped abruptly and blushed." I must be boring you with all this talk about the past..." I said, sighing.

I cocked my head to the side." You mean exciting?" I asked curiosly. I slowed my pace so I was exactly next to him. I was interested.

I smiled slightly at him." Thats ok. I do not mind listening to sadness. Not everything is happy." I said, sighing. I had learned that the world was'nt always a happy and safe place.

I nodded understandingly." Well alright. Um...I grew up in a small comunity in Lyon. My father owned a Produce and Flower shop there called L'amoure de la croissance.Everything we sold was naturally grown and very healthy.You know compared to Europe, America is one of the unhealthiest places Ive ever been. In france you can get freshly squeezed lemonade at any cafe. Here you can get cafinated sugar water anywhere. It is redicoulus."I said, roling my eyes," I mean seriuosly what do americans need with that much sugar? And do not get me started on Fast food." I stopped abruptly noticing I had gone off topic. I blushed and smiled sheepishly." Sorry. I get off topic very often."

I chuckled."My favorite food is...Fried rice and wontons. I just love chinese food." I said, grinning. I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear and sighed. " Back to the story. So anyways my dad remaried when I was 7 and had a kid with my step-mother shortly afterwards. When I was 11 my set-mother found out I was Persephones daughter and she more or less kicked me out of the house. Though what she actually did was send me to america to study at some private school. I stayed at that school for about a year until I ran away and traveled the North American continent." I stopped and took a deep breath. Telling story's was knd of tireing.