I feel my watch vibrate, and look down at it. Patty's green cloud pulses behind it, and I touch the mechanical face, to act like I am answering a communicator.

"What's Up?" I say aloud.

"I need you home for a few hours Sweetheart." I hear my old voice say.

"Alright, Dad. It will take about 2 hours to get home."

"Make it one, little Lady. DFS will be here in two." He says.

"Carol again?"

"Get home safe." He says to me.

I can tell Alicia and Katie are confused.

"Its complicated. I need to head back."

The two girls nod, and we head back to the dorms. I save my current outfit to my closet, and switch to something outdoorsy, I was supposed to be camping, with friends, this weekend, so Mall Wear wouldn't look right.

"Patty gave you an interesting gift there." Highest One tells me. "It's literally creating what's there. You can use it in any dimension to sell the jewelry, clothes, and makeup, it creates."

I didn't even think about that. I had just taken jewelry off, not even realizing it stayed where I left it.

"Anything else I should know about it?"

"I can't tell. She was originally a Spirit of Lies. She grew out of that billions of your eons ago. I can't dig too deep into the gift." He stops talking, but I can tell he is still there, brooding about something, as I sit on the couch with a cup of Apple spiced tea.

"Ask." I finally say.

"There is something odd about Katie." My cup stops for a moment. "Her soul is radiant to me. She is capable of becoming an Oracle as well, not a High Oracle or Avatar, but the hooks are there to let it happen."

"Katie!" I yell through the suite. She comes out of her room, seeing me with my black hair again, and wearing the outdoor outfit, but still with the same makeup from earlier.

"You need to sit for a moment." I pat the seat next to me"

"Your eyes are a very dark purple." She says.

"I know." She sits down. "Alright, she is here, Pros and cons. This needs to be up to her."

"Put your palm against hers, and think of letting her hear me."

I hold her hand, doing what I was told.

"Catherine Renee Voss, Hello." She tries to pull back, and I squeeze her hand. "Jess told you earlier, don't let anyone tell you what to do with your body. I agree with her. So I am going to tell you what I've noticed."

I see her nod.

"First, you are capable of becoming an Oracle yourself, you aren't one yet, because I am not speaking directly to you. If you stay as you are, you will go on with your life, meet a man, have three children of your own. However, if you become an Oracle, you will be giving up your peaceful life, you will loose your autonomy, be constantly under guard, and even if you meet the man destined for you; you will always question if he is really there for you."

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I see her tearing up.

"Can I move with her?" I ask, intending to take her to his grey room.

"Strangely, yes. But it's limited to only my dimension." He pauses for a few seconds. "I will not force this on you Catherine, tell Jess when, and what you decide."

I feel him go away this time, and she starts crying in my shoulder. One of the other suite-mates, Julie, comes in and sees me comforting her.

She greets me by title, then hugs Katie, never asking anything. Just being there.

"Katie, it's time for me to go; make sure you only talk to Alicia about this." She nods. I walk into my room, locking the door behind me. The light mechanical ding of the watch's bell is my signal to go back home.

I appear in my room, walk out to the Living room, and throw my coat on the couch like I would have in High school.

"So what's going on?"

"Carol called for a 'short-appointment inspection.' So I had to call you back."

"Neat trick with the watch."

"She allows me to do it as well." I hear Highest One's voice from my wrist.

"Its no big deal." She confirms.

"Why is she checking here, but not Tabby's place?"

"I think she doesn't like single Dads. So is looking to trip me up. Too bad for her I can get a warning from Mars."

"Why would a planet...OH! Mars is the Administrator here right?"

She nods, "but he isn't allowed to talk to anyone from this dimension, that goes double for you."

"Why?"

"He used to be an overseer, he was demoted to a single dimension before I was even a Spirit. Even I don't know, and I won't pry."

I drop it at that, and notice Carol's car pull into the gravel guest parking spot.

"Think we should get me a car?"

"You need your permit first." I wink at my male form when he answers, and see my old smile.

Carol, carrying the book she never opens, and the clipboard she never writes on, pounds on the door, I can hear her metal rings dinging the walnut. I jump up, and swing it open.

"Stop treating the door like that!" I say in an elevated voice, I don't think it's quite a shout. "This door took me a month to make, and you treat it like it's some piece of box-store garbage. Have some respect for other people's stuff!" She looks surprised at my outburst.

"This red stain is expensive, I don't know how, or if, I can get more of it, and your metal rings will damage the finish, and dent the walnut." I add on, and point to the brass door knocker, "that's not a decoration, Carol." I say in a normal tone. Then point to the door bell. "And if you can't figure that out, I'm sure you know what that is." I walk away leaving the door open, for her to come in.

"Sierra is kind of defensive of the door. It was a homeschooling project to teach decimal to fraction conversions, shortly after moving in. She did all the work, even went to a luthier and made that stain herself from beetles. She also designed, molded, and chose the alloy for the pour of that cast for the knocker." I hear 'Dad' finish.

"It looks nice." Carol says, obvious that she still doesn't care, a look of mild disgust on her face. "You moved in when she was 9 or 10. Was it appropriate to have her handle dangerous tools at that age?"

"I said it took me a month. The whole thing was done with hand tools, and a stupid amount of sanding. And what would you have done?"

"Well, perhaps bake some cakes or cookies?"

"With what? A full sized propane oven? Or maybe those fire-hazard EZ Bake ovens? Did it ever occur to you I may not like to bake? And what would you be saying right now if I had burn marks from shifting hot pans around at that age? Yeah, casting the knocker was dangerous, which is why I wasn't allowed to pour it." I shake my head at her. "Now I know why Tabby waited till I was almost 16 for this. So I could at least understand a Bitch, like you."

"Sierra! Room! Now!" 'Dad' yelled. I could see her shocked look, it was worth it.

"Teenagers can be ha handful." Carol said as I walked away, still acting angry.

"Well, she had to cancel a camping trip planned for two months because of you. Honestly, I'm surprised she didn't get herself in trouble with the door. And you aren't making this easy on her. Not to mention she still has her guard up because of your inappropriate questions the other day." I shut my door, and started using the outfits window to fill up the necklace hangars on my vanity, as well as the earring tree, and ring box.

I then opened the 'custom' window, and selected a few makeup kits that looked expensive, and filled one drawer with eye shadow pallets, and another with foundation, blushes, and brushes. I also, put two different 'Kat Von D' branded de-matting powder compacts against the mirror.

I'm glad Highest One pointed this out. I had been doing it subconsciously, now I did it purposefully.

It felt good to act like a teenager again.