What? We walked out of our bedroom again and ran downstairs. The man in the doorway smiled at us, while I just stood there, gaping. Misty elbowed me, signaling me to shut my mouth. I rolled my eyes but did so. Confused, I shot a worried glance at Angela, then Charlie, then the man.
"Grab your things girls." Charlie said through clenched teeth. Misty and I exchanged glances before running upstairs again and grabbing the bag of the very few possessions we had. I quietly shut the oaken door and leaned on it.
"What is going on?" I whispered. Misty just shrugged.
"Misty, I'm scared," I murmured, close to tears. "Do you think he's here because... well, because of our powers?" Misty looked just as frightened, and nodded quickly.
"Maybe Anna told someone. I can't believe I trusted her." Misty sighed.
"Me neither. Oh gosh this is awful!" I cried out. Misty raised her eyebrow. She shushed me, but it was too late.
"Girls?" The voice called. I shot one last scared look at Misty before opening the door.
"Yessir?" I called out.
"You coming?"
"Yes sir!" I ran downstairs, Misty just behind me.
"I am Thomas Smith." He said, reaching out a hand to me and Misty, which we both unwillingly took.
"Oh, that's wonderful. I'm Linda and this right here," I gestured to Misty, "is Glenn. Now, if you're wondering we aren't related even slightly, despite our similar face, nose, eye, ear, and cheek shape." I signaled for Misty to go along with it. She face palmed. What's her problem?
"I already know who you two are Skylar." He chuckled. Dang it! So much for quick thinking. "Here," he grabbed our bags and walked outside, throwing them into his Toyota trunk. He then opened the door and gestured us to go inside. All my instincts told me to get away. NO! NO! NO! However, my feet had a different idea. I got in the car.