Love, Loyalty and Family, Anysia Eaton [best android ereader .txt] 📗

be stupid Mike, you know you will never get a friend, especially a girl like her. Maybe it’s worth a shot. Maybe. I’ll do it. If she’s alone... completely alone.

It seems to me as though he is the only decent lad I have met. I would have to talk to him. I used the teachers eyes to look back at where I am sure the lad is. It wasn’t hard to identify him. He was sat in the middle of a collection of girls. He was a short lad, though no shorter than Samantha. He was average in height I guess. He was skinny, but had a nice face. He was kind of cute. In fact I’m changing that, he is cute. He was obviously a fan of the gothic stuff. He was wearing all back and padded clothes and his hair was died black. He looked uncomfortable among all of those girls. He glanced around nervously every now and then at the girls around him. Poor Mike, I thought.
The rest of the morning passed by quickly. After the next two lessons I start to recognise some of the faces and voices. The constant boy attention was bugging me. I was watching myself walk past, from the eyes of every single lad. I could pick and choice which one I want to look through.
I tried to keep track on Mike. He had seen me with Samantha at break and so had chickened out. I hope he can pick up the courage to talk to me. I’d like that. I followed him through the school using the eyes of other people. Sam seemed to be in a lot of my classes. He was in my science class – Biology, Physics, and Chemistry were done with the same students, according to Samantha – class, and my English class.
At lunch, Samantha had to vanish to go to the maths club. I didn’t fancy joining her. I had just seen Mike heading outside. This was my chance. I headed towards the door, where I was barricaded by a tall lad, taller than me even.
He was hot, I’d give him that, but he had been one of the ones I had seen first thing by my locker.
“Excuse me” I said trying to squeeze past him.
“Hold up there, little lady, where do you think you’re going?” he asked in a patronizing voice.
I knew she was trouble

sneered the recognizable voice of Gabrielle. She was behind us, looking this way.
“Let me past” I growled.
A fiery girl, even better.

His inner voice chuckled.
I had no time for this, I locked onto Mike’s mind and saw him sat down on the grass at the front of the school. I needed to get to him somehow.
“Fine. Don’t let me past. I’ll find another way out” I said turning on my heels.
I walked to the girls bathroom where I was glad to see a window I might just be able to fit through. Climbing up to it would be no problem. I used my ability to check if it was clear on the other side. Yes. Yes it was. Cool. I climbed up and slipped through and dropped on the other side. I had landed around the back of the school. I ran around to the side where I could just see Mike sitting on his own, on the grass.
I took a deep breath. I started walking over to him. I probed around in his mind while I walked. He was thinking about different ways to approach me.
She might end up in my Gym class, then I can ask if she wants to be partners. Then again, she might be asked by one of the big lads. I’m sure she’d prefer to be with them than me. I know they’ve definitely took a fancy to her. Even Eddie.

Before I could reach him I got distracted.
SARAH!

Came the shout from behind me. It was Irena. She came running – at human speed – towards me. I didn’t have to look behind to see her. I knew her voice and mind far too well. I recognised her voice and I could see from her eyes that she was approaching me. I turned to her.
Alec just rang. He’s seen the news, and Mom and Dad have seen it too. They’ve checked the website. The website hasn’t been updated since we left Santa Barbara.

That was disturbing. They don’t normally fail to update daily. That is slightly worrying. What are they doing if they aren’t updating,
I have more. Somebody caught Alec on video. You’re only just in it, but we’re going to have to do a makeover for the pair of you. Mom said we should go home now. Alec’s already left his school.

“Okay. But we can’t just walk out of here” I replied, whispering.
No, but we can going around the side and just vanish into thin air.

She suggested.
I nodded.
I took one last glance at Mike before following Irena to the side of the building. Once there, we turned back the way came and ran, at full speed, into the trees. Nobody would have seen our little dash to the trees but just to be sure I checked the voices behind us.
I am going to get that girl...
Do you really think he will ask you to...
Idiot!...
I wonder whether she is going to be in any more of my classes. I might be able to talk to her. I managed to lock onto Mike. No. I’m just the Goth kid at the back of the class. She ain’t going to be interested in talking to me.

Slowly his voice faded as we ran further away.
I sighed, wondering when I would get to see him again.
What’s up?

Asked Irena.
I shook my head. “Nothing. I just hate it when we have to do stuff like this”
That’s so not the reason.

“Same actually” but I’ll humour you.

“Thanks”
You’re welcome.

We arrived at the house within five minutes. We entered through the front door. We could just hear Mom on the phone.
“Yes, I’ve taken him out for the afternoon. We’ve realised there are a few documents he is need for, and we can’t move the appointment back. I’m sorry... yes... thank you so much for your help”
Human’s can be so absurd sometimes.

She though as she put the phone down.
Irena and I joined the three of them in the lounge.
“So what’s the plan?” I asked.
“We’re going to stick it out. If they show any sign of picking up our track we move to another country” Explained Dad. Though I hope that doesn’t happen. I like it here.

“How are we going to keep an eye on them if they’re not updating?” asked Alec.
“They aren’t updating, but they still have the tracker on them. They have a system on their website that tracks their movements so the viewers of the website can follow their tracks. They haven’t gotten rid of it yet” explained Mom, hovering by her laptop. She had it open on the ‘We Come in Peace’ website. She was right, there was a tracker.
“But that may not be all of them. What if another group of them comes this way? We’ll be completely unprepared.” I asked.
“I know. For that we’ve just got to hope” replied Dad. Let’s hope hoping is enough to keep them away for now.

“What about the video?” I asked them.
“We’re working on getting rid of it, but we keep getting blocked, so for safety reasons you two are going to have to change your looks” commented Mom.
The day after we started school?

Thought Alec. “Don’t you think people will find it a bit odd that we’ve changed our looks a day after we’ve started school?”
“Possibly. But there is a greater risk of you two being recognised.” Replied Dad.
“Can I do the makeover?” asked Irena.
“Not on me you don’t. I’ll end up looking like a ken doll” laughed Alec stepping away.
“You can give me a make-over but you have to stick to what I want or the deal is off” I told her. I knew exactly how I wanted to look. I wanted to change my light brown hair to black, start with the heavy make-up and add a cool looking hairstyle to the mix. Brilliant. Maybe then Mike won’t have such a hard time trying to get the courage to talk to me.
Stop. I needed to get Mike out of my head. I missed several important thoughts while I was tracking him. I could have easily avoided that lad at lunch had I been focussing, but no, I wasn’t. I was too concerned on Mike. At these times my family needed me to concentrate, and work without distractions. It could mean being captured or remaining free.

CHAPTER FOUR
For the rest of the day, Irena and I worked on my makeover. Irena went out to fetch the hair dye and buy me some make-up. She bought two of every item of make-up just so then I had a lasting supply. We had studied the computer for almost two hours before finally deciding on the right type and brand of make-up to use, which included pale – extremely pale – liquid and power foundation, rose blusher, blood red lipstick, bright coloured eye shadow and a thick black eye liner.
We refitted out my wardrobe with black but still stylish clothes. My favourite had to be a skimpy but completely suitable black top. On the chest it had a bright red rose, that had green veins winding down across the stomach.
And now I was going to be even taller, most of the shoes had a heel on even if it was only a few centimetres. When I placed on the tallest high highs I was taller than Alec, and that was a significant difference. The smallest where only two centimetres tall but still propped my heels up enough to mess with my original height. The smaller heels where always the wider heels, while the long heels where tall and skinny. Some of them looked as though they were about to break any moment now.
Mom cut my hair for me into a short and choppy hairstyle. I loved it, and so did mom and Irena. I loved each and every bit of my new style. I was even half tempted to keep this way for good.
You look beautiful hunny.

Mom thought.
“Thanks mom”
I wish I could have a makeover.

Sighed Irena
“You’ll get a chance when you make a slip up” I laughed.
“Right, you slip up and you rewarded for it. I thought it was supposed to be you got punished for a slip up” she moaned heading off to her room.
“Nobody gets punished for a mistake in this house. You two couldn’t stop the meddling man without doing something. All of us respect that.” Mom said to me gently. Besides it wouldn’t have been the first time she had slipped up.

“Nice mom, proper nice” I laughed quietly.
Ssshhhh! You’ll get me in trouble.

“Secret safe” I whispered in her ear.
Thank you.

Most of the talk that day was about school. ‘What was school like?’, ‘Did you make any friends?’, ‘Did you have fun?’, ‘Where the teacher nice?’. All of those questions were Mom and Dad but Irena and I got talking about our school.
“I made a friend in the first lesson. Zach he’s called...”
“Another guy?”
“Yes, you’ll have to read him sometime. Let me know what he’s really like”
“I’ll try and find him. Point him out sometime and I’ll see what I can find out about him.” I told her.
“He was really nice. He was