Chapter 2:Discoveries
When the bus finally reached its destination, Kyle and Alveera picked up their bags and got down the bus stop in Sheridan. It was 03:10 in the morning, and the bus stop was near a cafè where the two kids bought respectively hot chocolate and coffee in order to stay awake longer. They had 15 minutes to do something before the bus for Scobey could have arrived, so they decided to buy something to eat during their journey in Canada; they bought lightly salted crackers, fruit juice, muesli bars, and a bottle of water each with two plastic glasses, which were all put in their bags. Kyle, however, was feeling thoughtful and asked his friend: "How are we going past the guards at the border without being seen? There might be guarded policemen everywhere and they might even have the order to shoot at me, and…" Alveera took Kyle's hand and smiled, reassuring him. "Have no worries. I know some ways to distract people without being seen. Trust me.
Kyle was the first person to have seen the Gothic girl smiling since the day she arrived. On that particular day, she had made all the students of the school burst out in laughter as she had tricked Mr. Mackey into telling that she came from a city named "Maybee Hind", and the result had been quite hilarious. This had been less than 2 weeks ago, and now they were miles away from Colorado, and were going norther, to Montana. The bus came on time, and they bought two more tickets, before sitting next to the window of the vehicle. The bus was almost empty, and only 3 people were on the vehicle: an old African-American lady wearing a bright magenta dress, who was knitting a striped jumper, and two white girls of about 18/19 years of age, who were carrying with them two bags full of books. The one with red hair and the kaki parka was reading "Game of Thrones", and her friend with fluorescent ombré and green glasses was reading "Father Brown's Destiny". "Remember, if somebody asks, we're heterozygote twins and we are going to visit our great-uncle Roger." Kyle murmured. "I'm not sure, I can't tell lies, they might discover our real identities and we will be sent to a police station or to a juvenile jail. Then, if my dad knows this, he might probably get furious…" Alveera answered, hesitantly.
"You still haven't told me anything about your family, though." Kyle observed. "Please, before tell me something about your family, and which ties you have with the Royal Family." Alveera demanded. She wanted to tell Kyle about her family only after they had passed the border. In the almost 3 hours that the bus spent to arrive to Scobey, Kyle told his friend everything about his family: his mother's protest, how Ike had saved the Princess of Canada, and how his father had betrayed them by trolling people on the Internet as Skankhunt42. Alveera was both angry and incredulous at the same time: how could so many horrible things happen to Kyle and nobody did anything? The girl clenched her fist in fury, feeling her blood boiling in her veins; she still needed to give Kyle something after getting illegally to Canada. Meanwhile, other passengers had been getting on and off the bus, until the bus driver said: "The last stop is Scobey. Remember to take your bags, y'all."
It was starting to dawn outside, and the moon had just ended emanating its last silver rays. The sky was becoming of various shades between light blue, pink, yellow and light green, while the last stars of the morning were emanating their last sparkles; soft, white, fluffy clouds were gently lighted by the morning sun and a thin layer of ice covered the grass near the bus stop. The Border was still 25 km norther, so they had to walk, or run for some other time until they arrived to the Border. Luckily, both were wearing comfy shoes and they seemed to be both on good shape, and they managed to arrive to the Border in less than an hour. They now needed a way to pass the State Border without being seen by the only guard who was roaming the confine; thankfully, there was only a wire mesh separating them, and had a large hole in it, big enough to let a kid pass through easily. There was no turning back now. The two children ran as fast as they could after they passed the guard, and soon, they were in the territory of Saskatchewan; as soon as they were farer enough from the border, Alveera abruptly stopped on her tracks, and grabbed Kyle's hand.
"Vee? Why did you stop?" Kyle asked, panting. "I need to give you something, Kyle." Alveera placed her backpack down and took out a ring binder with the name "Broflovski family Trolltrace files". Inside, there were all of the Internet sites visited by Kyle and his family. His father's trolling occupied more than 50 pages! Kyle demanded: "But… how did you…" "I just had to use illegally a website to track down all of the Internet files you visited. I had firstly used a software to track down Skankhunt42's signal, which brought me to your house. Then, I started to write down your family's moves on the net from late August 2016 until January 2017. I discovered that your dad was one of the trolls who attacked Denmark and rigged the 2016 Elections. Hillary Clinton should have been the President, not that fascist Garrison." Alveera replied. Kyle hugged Alveera tightly, and together, they headed to the city of Regina.
In South Park, Sheila woke up after hearing Kyle's alarm clock keeping ringing for 3 minutes straight; when she arrived to her eldest son's bedroom and opened the door, she let out a spine-chilling scream, waking up Ike and Gerald. "GERALD! WAKE UP! KYLE IS GONE! MY BUBBALAH HAS RAN AWAY WHILE WE WERE SLEEPING!" Gerald tried to calm Sheila, without any success: "Darling, please, calm down… probably Kyle went out for a walk and-" "HE'S GONE, GERALD! DON'T JUST STAND THERE, CALL THE POLICE!" Sheila yelled. Where could have her beloved son gone?
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