“I don’t know. It could mean that we are gonna be chased. I don’t know how or when, but I do think that it will be soon.”
“Why do you think that?” he asked, a little confused. “Well we look exactly how we look now. We didn’t look older, we didn’t look taller, we didn’t look different. So I think it will be soon. Real soon, but hey I could be wrong.” Jacob just sat there quietly. He didn’t say anything. He just sat there with a thoughtful expression on his face. I was worried that he might have froze there. I was going to use my powers to heat him up again, but I didn’t want to kill him. He’s my best friend.
While he just sat there I got a little worried, but I didn’t want to bother him. He could be in the middle of a break through. I got up to the kitchen and got some water. I looked over to where he was. He was still sitting there thinking. I was getting weirded out.
“Jacob? Jacob?” I said getting closer to him. Like if I was approaching a wild animal. “Jacob, you’re creeping me out.” no response. “Jacob!” I kind of yelled. He snapped out of it. “Huh? What?” he said kind of disoriented. “You blanked out on me dude.”
“Oh. Sorry.”
“It’s okay. Want to eat something?”
“Uh, no; not right now.” I nodded.
“What were you thin thinking about?”
“Huh? No, nothing. Why?”
“No particular reason.” I stood there for a while and I think Jacob started thinking again. God I’ve never seen him do this much thinking before! Stop the madness!
“I’m gonna go take a walk.”
He looked at me. “Oh, okay. See you.”
I nodded and headed for the door. I took my jacket and went out. I walked down the street, not sure where I was going. What would people want to do with me and Jacob? We are one of the two most boring people in the world! Other than the whole freaky-physic-blows-up-stuff-skin-morphing-super-strength thin, we’re pretty boring! Just your regular orphans leaving in the street to learn about there new powers and learn how to control them. Yeesh, no wonder people are gonna look for us! We might as well have an ‘I’m a freak catch me if you can’ sign on our foreheads! Not paying attention, I pumped into someone and fell to the ground. “Hey, watch where you’re going!”
“Sorr-” I was gonna say sorry, until I saw who it was. “Zoe, what a not so pleasant surprise,” I said, while getting up. “Well would you look at that. The freak came out of her cave,” she said, in a menacing tone. “Zoe, I see they took of your muzzle. Not wise,” I said just as menacing.
“Where’s you babysitter?”
“Where’s your owner?” we took on step toward each other.
“Funny,” she said sarcastically.
“Wish I could say the same,” I said, as we took one more steps toward each other. We were so close we basically in each others faces.
“You think you’re so smart.”
“And you think you’re human. But let’s not judge.”
“You wanna piece of me Taylor?” she threatened.
“Bring it on Miller!”
I could feel all that rage turning into fire. Wait, that’s bad real bad. I wanna punch all of Zoe’s teeth out not blow her into oblivion. I had to do what I didn’t want to do, but had to do. I ran. That was the only way I wouldn’t lose control. I ran as fast as I could. I herd her yell, “Yeah, go ahead run you wimp!” I so wanted to turn around and blow her guts out. But I wont. I herd her taunting me. That idiot must be following. I so wanna kill her! If Jacob were here, he would probably encourage me killing her. He hates her too. The taunting stopped. She must have seen something shinny.
I stopped running to catch my breath. I put my hands on my knees and took deep breaths. Once I caught my breath I looked around. Where am I? I was in a silent street. There were no cars coming up and down the road. Most of the buildings looked abandon. It reminded me of the street I live in. only mine has people and this one looks completely abandon.
I decided to get out of here. There wasn’t anything interesting here. Now how do I get back? I looked around. I’ll go left. Maybe it’ll get me somewhere. I looked around at the buildings to see if I saw something familiar. There were a couple of buildings I remember from when I was running. I was running.
As I walk down the street, I have this strange feeling that someone is following me. I’m probably just being paranoid. It’s dark and creepy and quiet. I’m just imagining it.
When I stepped on a puddle, I herd someone else step on the same puddle. I turned around to see who it was. My eyes widened. I wasn’t paranoid. Someone was fallowing me. But why couldn’t it be a gangster or a psycho guy? It was someone, that for some reason I was completely terrified of. Trench coat guy.
My muscles froze. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t talk, I couldn’t blink! The street was totally quiet. All you could hear was our even breathing. Minutes passed. I’m not sure how many, and we didn’t move. “Hello,” he said, in a crisp British accent. I gasped. The accent was beautiful. Made him sound sweet and trusting, but it only made me fear him more. I could feel my muscles again. I took advantage of that and ran as fast as I could. I couldn’t here him following me but I wasn’t going to take a chance and look back or stop for that matter.
I found my way back to my street and kept running to my house. I slammed open the door. “Jacob I-” I cut myself off. He wasn’t there. I turned to the kitchen and he wasn’t there. I knocked on his door and no answer. Besides Jacob is never in his room except for when he’s sleeping.
What if they got him? What if they took advantage of the fact that we weren’t together and ambushed him? What if they… killed him? I shock that thought out of my head. I walked back outside. “Jacob! Jacob!” I started calling after him. I fought back tears. I ran around shouting his name, like if I was looking for a puppy. It was the only thing I could do. What if the did kill him? “Jacob!”

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