The Meteor part 2

Here is the second part of my story (sort of) the Meteor. enjoy:)

It is Friday afternoon and I still don’t know what to wear. I mean what should one wear when you are going out to save the world (or meet your inevitable death)?  Finally I chose on a pair of black yoga pants and a black fishnet sweater. I heard the doorbell just as I was putting on my black combat boots, and looked at the time, it was 3:50. Jace, he was ten minutes early. I ran down stairs and meet him just as he lifted his finger to ring it again.

“Hello Em. Are you planning on kicking some meteor butt tonight?’ He said, noticing my outfit. He was wearing loose, pale white polo with washed out jeans.

“Well at least if the meteor does win our little competition then I can kick its little fiery butt out of our atmosphere.” I said trying to make a joke in a time of battle. It worked, he gave me a goofy lopsided smile, but suddenly it disappeared and he had an intense look on his face.

“This is going to be dangerous Emily, if I thought I could do this without you than I would, but I can’t.” The look in his kind blue eyes was so sad it almost broke my heart. Almost.  

“I am still struggling to digest the thought that we could stop this meteor from destructing our beautiful earth, so please tell me how we end up telling the world we overcome this obstacle?” I was wondering that from the get go and was going to ask after we saved mankind, but now seemed like as good as a time as any.

“ We are going to tell them the truth.” Jace stated this like it was a fact.

“ And what exactly, might that be?”

Sorry there isn't more but if you really like it, then I can write the rest.