I am on the phone with Loki.

"I am busy doing homework," Loki said.

"Well," I said. "I only called for a what if scenario."

"You are very bad liar, Emily," Loki said.

"What if there was a girl being controlled by her ex-boyfriend and had most of her electronics kept under a password he refuses to give her?" I said. "And she is a high school drop out."

"I do not see how a high school drop out matters to your what if," Loki said.

"And he updates her status," I add. "And the police can not do a thing as she is not in High School and be arrested for truancy."

"That is the worst example of why to not drop out," Loki said. "I will do homework and you play out the what if. Not like the Ex-boyfriend can track her down wherever she goes and she has to fake her death to leave him."'

Loki just gave me an idea.

A smile comes on my face.

"Do that then," I said, hanging up. I look over towards the girl putting the phone away. I feel confident to how this will play out. "We're going to fake you and your family's death."

The girl turns white.

"But...how?" The girl asks. "He will find out."

"A specific number of mannequins, some robot arms, costumes, and make up," I said. "And he will not find out."

"Not if I leave with him today," The girl said. "He has friends in the mall."

"Look girl," I said. "I will share a secret with you and you can only tell your family; no one else outside of your family will know of this secret, and you must swear to me."

"Like swear as in cuss you out?" The girl asks, tilting her head.

"Not that swear," I said, shaking my hand. The girl straightens her head. "To me; a swear is a promise."

"I swear no one outside of my family will know your secret," The girl said.

"I am a Rock Giant," I said.

"A Rock Giant?" The girl repeats. "But you are not giant."

"I know," I said. "I can control rock," I change my physical appearance letting the girl see what I am. "And become it."

The girl gasps.

"You are more cooler than my family by a long shot," The girl said.

I return to my human form.

"Most people like me don't share the same idea about that," I said. "You do not owe me anything for what I will do." I held my hand out. "Give me your parents phone numbers. We have some work to do."