Disclaimer:I own nothing except this tiny idea and the guy that corny meets. That's it. Holly Black owns the characters n' stuff. K?

It's been a week since Janet's funeral and Corny was still reliving the horror of it all. He still can't believe that his sister is dead. It's just too weird. Not to mention what happened under the hill. Corny shuddered at the thought while he sipped his coffee outside the gas station where he worked. He still had an hour left until the guy came to releave him of the job and then Corny was left to do whatever. He'd probably check his e-mail, read some comics, and sleep. Unless Kaye called. That's weird too. Corny is now best friends with his sister's best friend. A best friend. Corny smiled at that. He actually had a friend. Until Kaye came along, Corny had been strictly anti-social. Then he got caught up in the faerie shit and nothings been the same. He has scars on his arms from the thorns in Nephamael's cloak. Corny shuddered again. He will never be that helpless, ever again. Nephamael took him and gave him pleasure and pain that Corny will never forget, but he hated Nephamael more than he's ever hated anything his entire life.

The wind picked up and touseled Corny's thin mousy brown hair and opened the denim jacket with the Devil's head on the back. Corny pulled his jacket tighter around him as a black Geo pulled into the gas station. Corny put his coffee down so he could do his job and pump gas.

A guy with dirty blond hair got out of the car to stretch. "Mornin'," he said to Corny.

"What gas do you want?" Corny said, trying not to notice the tight red t-shirt the guy was wearing.

"Regular," said the guy, who reached into the car and pulled a dark green sweater out of the car and put it on. "It's cold out here," he said with a smile. Corny tried not to notice how white and straight his teeth were or that he had beautiful blue eyes.

"Yeah."

"It's gotta suck working outside like this."

"Well, it's money."

"I heard that. I used to have a job like this, but then I caught a break with my band."

Oh, he's in a band. "Anything else I can help you with?"

The guy looked slightly dissapointed. "She's all filled up?"

"Yep."

"Ok. How much do I owe you?"

"$25.87."

"Here ya go."

"Thanks and have a good day."

"Yeah, you too," said the guy and drove away.

He was cute, but I doubt he'd go with a guy like me.