I was sitting under an oak tree, sunlight bathing my face, my eyes closed (as if it would make a difference if I opened them!)
This was the first time I'd been alone in ages. I didn't have anything to worry about.
No Flyboys or Erasers, no mad scientists chasing us and trying to "regenerate" us, no filthy rich gazillionaires trying to auction us off to their other filthy rich gazillionaire buddies.
It all seemed a bit suspicious, but I didn't want to think about it now. I just wanted to enjoy this quiet, peaceful day, 'cause I knew it wouldn't last long.
CRACKLE!
A twig spanned behind me and I whirled around, ready for action.
"Who's there?"
"I-it's just me"
That voice… Where had I heard it before? It sounded so fami-
"Ella?" I asked incredulously.
Why was Ella here, of all people?