Chapter 9: Smells Like Teen Spirit》

THE NEXT MORNING, I WOKE UP TO HEARING JUNKYARD GROWLING, GETTING ON JACKS NERVES. Not opening my eyes I listened in on their conversation. "Sara." I heard Jack.

"He would appreciate you pulling over so that he can relieve himself." Sara translated. "Well, we don't have time for that," Jack snapped, "He should have went before we left Stoney Creek." The dog growled again. "He isn't pleased with your attitude." "Really? Is that the way he feels? You remind him that I'm a man and he's a dog. And I'm not about to have this conversation with a dog. So my answer is still no."

Opening my eyes, I lifted my head up off Seth's shoulder where I may or may not have slept on. "Well, I'm sorry to burst your bubble, Mister Taxi driver," I butted in. "Unless you want there to be a puddle the size of Lake Michigan to clean up, then I suggest you rethink that."

It didn't take him long to pull over and let Junkyard out and watch him take off across the clearing. If possible, his eyeballs would be floating around in his eyes for holding it in to long. I stepped out and stretched my stiff muscles for a bit before we continued the trip. Sadly.

Wait....realizing something is missing. I turned back to the backseat and rummaged around.

"I believe you were looking for this." I heard Seth's voice. I looked to see his hand out. In the palm of his hands were. "My glasses," I smiled.

"I-I, uh, hope you didn't mind, they almost falling off and I didn't want to wake you since you were sleeping peacefully so I th-" I stopped him midway. "I'm not mad honestly, its all good."

Junkyard came back from doing his doggy thing. He hopped in the back, taking my spot, so I had no choice but to sit in the front seat.

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We haven't even been on the road for even that long when Jack noticed that the tire light on the dashboard is showing that one of the tires is low. So he had to go check to see and a discovered a hole in it that may have happened when we were being fired at.

Great, more problems.

Just perfect.

So Jack had no other choice but to find another shop to get the cab otherwise we were all going to be stranded. When he got the cab checked into a decent auto shop he learned it was going to be awhile since they had other vehicles lined up.

"Junkyard be still!" I exclaimed trying to get him to be still so me and Sara can get him clean."Junkyard be still!" I exclaimed trying to get him to be still so me and Sara can get him clean. There was no way Junkyard was sleeping with us without being clean. Jack decided to check us into a four star hotel for the day since he is exhausted from the driving and the cab being in the shop much to Seth's dismay. He assured him that Dr. Friedman is still going to be there tomorrow at the UFO convention. He got us two rooms. One for him and the other for me, Seth and Sara which I didn't mind cause I'm still exhausted and need a break from the road.

"Be still we're almost done." Instead of doing that hopped out of the bath splashing us with water and soap and out the bathroom. "Junkyard no!" "Come back!" We chased him out in the room which is not to big and not to small and shielded ourselves when he began shaking more water. "Brace yourselves!"

"At least he's clean." Seth said wiping water off his face.

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Right now I am in the middle of doing Sara's hair, putting it in a French braid after drying the floors and ourselves. Sara asked me if I could do her hair like how I did mine earlier. So I complied with some music playing and played another round of 20 questions. It's surprising how I came fast friends with aliens and have so much in common with them.

For starters we're animal lovers.

Me and Sara both like listening to music and creative writing and me and Seth share the love for the color blue. He likes aqua kinda blue and I like royal blue and we're both good with technology, like certain genres of books and don't like being around a whole lot of people. The only difference is that they go to a public school and I'm homeschooled. Had to explain that to them. I asked them what their planet is like and they told me it wasn't any different than here and has a lot of advanced technology, with a planetarium that has a breathtaking view of outer space.

I also told her about the mall and all the fun places she and Seth needed to visit someday.

I tried to get Seth to chill with us cause I didn't want him to feel like we were leaving him out which we weren't. He did socialize and exchanged words here and there and then went back to being quiet and fumbling with the device.

I feel sorry for him.

Him and Sara both.

They don't deserve what's happening to them. It's not right for the government to be doing what they're doing. Like they don't even know them at all, just because their aliens doesn't mean they should be so quick to thinking they're evil and all that.

"And done." I finished braiding her hair. Leaving the strands of her hair to hang by her round shaped face.

Sara viewed herself in the mirror on the wall. "I love it," She beamed. "Thank you."

"You're so welcome I wish my hair was pretty like yours." I admitted.

She smiled. "Thanks, I wish mine was like yours to especially the curls."

"Girl, you are beautiful just the way you are and and if I had my flat iron slash curling iron then I would give you some curls....if only I had magic wand then I would have it in a poof." She giggled at the last part. I giggled to not noticing Seth smiling at me. "But other than that, keep being you and don't you forget it."

I turned the camera on my phone. I've received multiple messages from mom asking me where I was at. I didn't know how to respond I wanted to tell her the truth but I decided not to her protection and my sanity. And I doubt she'd believe me, she'll think I made it up as an excuse or think I'm just plain crazy so I replied to her telling her I was staying over at a friends house for awhile. Which was partially true.

"I'm happy you're with us." Sara commented.

I smile. "Same." Junkyard barked from the bed. "You to boy." Giving him a head rub.

Sara reminds me so much of Megan with her social outgoing personality like a butterfly and her sense of style.

She even resembles her a bit to.

"Who's Megan?" Crud. I tensed up, forgetting she can read minds. Seth looked over as they both looked at me.

"S-she was my friend," I mumbled, "She died three years ago." I showed them a picture on my phone from when me and Megan at the homecoming football game we cladded in our school jerseys with scarlet and white face paint on our face.

They looked at me with sympathy.

"I'm so sorry," Sara apologized feeling bad and gave me a small side hug. "That must be why you went quiet last night."

"No, it's ok, it was a long time ago." I still miss her though. I felt a hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry to." Seth apologized to.

"It's ok, honestly."

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Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!

I answered the door revealing Jack. Oooo with pizza.

Yum!

"So, Jack Bruno is Jack your real name?" Sara asked him trying to start a chit chat.

"No, its actually Jackson." Jack admitted, ""I shortened it since I see it as a mouthful."

"Try having two other names." I said, "My full name is Katriona Ember Nicole Davine."

"That is a big mouthful." Jack said.

"I like it," I looked at Seth. "It suits you."

"Thanks." Feeling my face flush.

"Have you always been a taxi cab driver?" Sara asked another question.

I picked off a pepperoni and fed it to Junkyard

He shook his head. "No, being a cab driver wasn't on my game plan which is to one day be a race car driver, ever since I was little I've always had interest in cars and always wanted to one day own a Mustang, "

"How come you are not one?" I asked.

"I guess it just wasn't meant to be, its funny how life throw things at you."

"You shouldn't give up on your dream, Jack Bruno."

"Yea," I agreed with Sara, "If you want it bad enough you should keep fighting for it, life's short and shouldn't be taken for granted."

Jack sigh. "It's not simple."

"But it's not impossible." 

○○3rd POV.○○
(Recommend listening to the Harry Potter song above while reading)

(That is Megan in the picture)

Fourteen year old Katriona and fourteen year old Megan were seen dancing to the music at their school bonfire at the falls to watch the eclipse.

"Whooo!" Megan cheered.

"I've never been so full of energy in my life!" Katriona exclaimed happily.

"Girl you had to much caffeine." Her friend told her.

"I know! I'm so hyper I can reach up here!" Katriona reached for the sky.

"I'll be right back I'm going to go get another drink." Megan told her and left.

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'Hey, it's Megan. Sorry I can't come to the phone right now leave it at the beep, bye!'

"Hey bestie call if you get this." Katriona sayed into the phone then sent it.

Where is she? I went to check the bathroom to see if she's ok but she's not there and I haven't heard from her in the last twenty minutes.

A scream jiggled her out of her thoughts and sees an array of people running in the direction where the scream was heard. Her mind telling her to follow. Katriona followed cautiously behind everyone else. Looking for her best friend at the same time. People whispering, owls hooting, crickets singing in harmony. She notices a crowd up ahead.

"SOMEBODY CALL 911!"

She looks around. What happened? Did somebody get hurt? I pushed through the crowd to the front to see what the commotion is about.

She gasped. "Oh God."

There laying lifeless face up in the creek by the roaring waterfall with her hair matted with blood, gashes on her arms and legs, bruises on her wrists and a knife wound to the heart is her own best friend.

Katriona rushed over and get down on her knees. "Wake up." shakes Megan. There was no response. "Wake up Megan, wake up!" She shakes her again and again no response.

She lets out a painfilled, petrified cry.