Back with another chapter :D I actually finished it this morning, but I didn't have enough time to upload it :/ This chapter isn't in any of the episodes yet, as I said int he last chapter, and I'm not quite sure if the next chapter is in an episode or not . we shall see
Guest: I did? Well, okay, cool! XD And thx, I'm glad you like my story so far ;)
Neon: Hm...She gets the kind of training where gets the pat on the back if she gets it right. If she gets it wrong, she simply gets a scolding until she gets back up and tries again. But she still loves to train. Ans yes, she obeys because Silas is her father. I'm not sure yet if she's afraid of him...she's never defied him before, so she doesn't have any reason to be afraid. But, we'll see :3
Enjoy~
I wiped the sweat from my forehead with the back of my wrist and wiped the grime on my hands onto the paper towel. I then stood up and looked over my work with a satisfied smile. I had just finished working on my new Yamaha r15, and, of course, I had to make modifications. The paint job was originally black, which is fine, but I like green with the color so I added a few green designs to it. Did I mention I'm also a good artist? I also added a built-in weapon for emergencies. Just in case I got attacked on my way to school or something.
What, just because I'm with MECH you think I don't have to go to school? Well, news flash. I do, and I intend to get good grades, if not straight A's. I checked the time on my watch, which I also built an emergency communicator into, and figured it was time to head out. I stuffed my MECH suit into a large pocket on my backpack, separate from the main pocket with my school books and supplies, before zipping it closed. The suit was also for just in case I got called during or on my way to or from school. But my dad didn't normally call me out of school unless it was necessary, which only happens maybe…once a week? Maybe more or less?
Anyways, I put the tools I was using to finish up my motorcycle away before shouldering my backpack and getting on my new ride. It was comfortable and I liked how my body just naturally adapted to it. Maybe it was because I have never driven any other vehicle before and I particularly like this one? I wasn't sure, but I started up the engine and slowly drove out of the space I was in before stopping outside. My dad had also given me my own garage to work in, and I was happy with it. I pressed a button on the side of one of the handles of the motorcycle and the garage door began closing, me smiling as I watched for a second before driving onto the road.
It was a ways to go from my garage to the school in Jasper, Nevada, but I didn't particularly mind. Even though I haven't driven anything besides a quad before, and I'm quickly growing used to driving this r15, I like to just enjoy the drive and feel the wind through my waist-length reddish-blonde hair. I also enjoy the scenery, even though it is practically just desert and rock in all directions. But, pickers can't be choosers, right? I actually like this area. It's…quiet out here, if not hot most of the time. And I like quiet once in a while, in between all the missions I have to do.
I slowed my speed as I neared and eventually entered the town of Jasper and headed towards the school, having a mental navigational map already implanted in my brain of the whole town. No, I'm not new to this school, so I already know my way around and whatnot. It's my first time having my own ride to school, and I like it. I parked my motorcycle next to a…unsurprisingly, another blue motorcycle of almost the same make. And…it almost seemed familiar…but then again, there are motorcycles of these kinds all over by now, and this motorcycle already belongs to someone on campus. I just gave a mental shrug as I stepped off of my now parked r15 and headed up the steps towards the school doors, sending one last satisfied glance at my black and green custom-designed motorcycle. I entered the school building, ignoring the crowded hallway, and was almost immediately ambushed.
"Tikari! It's so good to see you again~," came the happy squeal as I was squeezed in a pair of skinny arms. Well, skinny arms that are pretty much average for a teenage girl my age.
I grunted as the breath was literally squeezed out of my lung system. This girl seriously doesn't know her own strength most of the time. "I can't breathe, Maddie," I gasped out.
"Oops! Sorry," my hyperactive friend apologized with a sheepish smile and let go of me, stepping back at least a foot away with her hands behind her back, holding her few books in her hands.
Once I was able to breathe normally again, I smiled and shook my head amusedly. "It was only a weekend," I reminded her. "You survived, didn't you?" Luckily, I did, even though I hadn't even been in any real danger…nobody had attacked me on my previous mission with the DINGUS.
"Of course I did! But, by the Heavens, my little brothers drove me insane!" Madelyn rolled her brown eyes in exasperation.
I snorted in amusement as I began walking over to my locker. Reaching it, I began to turn the knob to the correct numbers. "Don't they always?" Locker finally opened, I slid my backpack off my shoulders and opened the main pocket and took out the books I needed for the first half of the day before setting the backpack on one of the hooks inside. Luckily, I share the locker with only myself. So, that means no nosey locker partners to beat up if they find out I'm with a secret organization like MECH.
"Psh!" Maddie rolled her eyes once more and flipped her hand at me. "Having four little boys running around the house who seem to have an endless energy supply? Yeah!"
I closed my locker while rolling my forest-green eyes in amusement. Madelyn Yaile over exaggerates…a lot. But, I can't really blame her. Having four younger siblings around the ages of 5 to 7 can make a person go crazy. I'm glad I am an only child…but, Maddie's the closest thing to a sister I have, and she's all I need. I turned to her with a smile, clutching my books close to my chest. "You ready for art class?"
Madelyn smiled in return as we began walking through the hallway, dodging projectiles and human bodies. "Yep!"
As we tried to maneuver through the crowded hallway, I think I ended up tripping over something…and crashed right into somebody. Having been caught in a pair of arms before I could fall or anything else could happen, I glanced up at my savior.
What surprised me, though, was that it was the same black-haired teen that had been on that train during my mission. He didn't seem to recognize me though, and I was grateful that I had been wearing my mask at that time. "Are you okay," he asked, making sure I was able to stand before letting my shoulders go.
Quickly becoming a bit shy, for whatever reason, I gave a stiff nod. "Um, yeah," I answered softly. "I'm fine."
"Good," he sighed in relief. "Just be careful. This hallway's dangerous." He smiled as if just that sentence amused him before walking away, disappearing through the crowd.
I blinked after him until I saw a hand wave in vision, blocking out the view of the hallway. I glanced at Madelyn as she was saying "Hello! Earth to Tikari!" I shook my head and smiled sheepishly at her. "Sorry." I then glanced back towards where he had disappeared. "Who was that?"
"That was Jack Darby," Maddie told me, as if I should have known all along. "Don't you remember? He had been challenged to an illegal race recently, though no one really knows who had won."
"Oh, was that him? I hadn't noticed," I admitted as I blinked. I then shook my head quickly and pulled my friend along with me. "Come on, or we'll be late for one of our favorite classes!"
"I should be telling you that!" Maddie laughed as she allowed herself to be slightly dragged through the hallway to our art class.
We ended up making it to class on time. Good thing the teacher likes us, otherwise she'd be yelling at us for being "almost" late. She doesn't care as long as you're on time and don't get on her nerves. She's a really nice teacher. I don't know how anyone could think otherwise. Maybe it's because they're the idiots and they end up getting on her nerves. Either way, I love art class. I enjoy art, as well as Madelyn. We always work together, even if there aren't any group art projects to work on, and always get our work done on time the first day it's assigned.
Next is Reading, and it is a silent reading day. Monday's, Wednesday's, and Friday's we begin class with a silent reading session, reading a book for about 30 minutes or so before doing work until the end of class. Tuesday's and Thursday's we begin class with work, and then silent reading before the end of class. The teacher is really funny, I like him too. I like to read if it's an interesting book, but I always have a hard time sitting still. I'm always fidgeting and Madelyn, who sits right next to me in almost every class, always teases me about it.
After that is Citizenship, which is basically History or Social Studies. Although, all we're learning is about politics, government, budgets, and things like that. I don't particularly mind it, but I think I learn more from my father about politics than I ever do in school. Oh well, school is school. I have to live with it.
After that is lunch, and then Advisory, which is basically a 15 minute study class before the last class of the day, Science.
Well, is lunch now, and I don't particularly like what we're having for lunch today. "Come on, at least eat something," Madelyn was trying to tell me as I waited with her in the back of the line.
I shook my head with a half-hearted shrug. "Nah, I don't really feel like eating it. I'll get it, but I won't eat it," I told her.
"Food waster," she mumbled, crossing her arms with a playful pout.
I smirked and playfully pushed her shoulder. "Then you can just eat it!"
"Ew, no! My plate's enough," Maddie giggled.
I laughed along with her until I noticed the main school bully picking on…what was his name again…Rafael? I think he's in Science with us. My face suddenly became serious and my friend's arm, making her notice my serious look before turning around to see where I was looking. She blinked in surprise before watching as well. I couldn't really hear what was going on, but I could pretty much tell. The bully – I forgot what the hell his name was – was picking on Rafael for being a nerd. Hey, I don't have any problems with nerds. I actually don't have any problems with anyone, unless they get on my nerves or are like Mr. Bully over there. It didn't seem like he would be letting up any time soon, and I noticed Jack go over there just as I began to walk, with Madelyn following close behind me. As we slowly walked closer, with Jack already reaching the two teens, I could hear the conversation.
"What do you want, Darby," the guy sneered, staring him down with his fierce gaze.
Jack looked nervous as he stood protectively in front of Rafael. "Just-Just leave him alone, Vince. He wasn't doing anything wrong." Oh, that's right! Vince was his name, now I remember.
"Oh, yeah? Well, he hasn't given me my lunch money yet," Vince retorted.
"But I need this money," Rafael cut in nervously, clutching his money to his chest.
Just as Vince was about to reply, I interrupted him by twisting his arm behind his back. And instead, out came, "Ow, ow, ow! Let me go!" He cried out in pain. All eyes in the cafeteria were probably on us by now, but I didn't care.
"Then leave these two alone and hit the road, bucko," I sneered in his ear before kicking him away, releasing his arm so that he stumbled away.
Finally able to regain his balance, he stood up and turned around to see me with my arms crossed and Madelyn beside me with her hands on her hips. Both of us had stern glares placed on our faces as we watched him. "Who do you think you are? Do you even know who you are messing with?"
I snorted in amusement and shot back, "Do you even know who you are messing with? I suggest you walk away right now, or I'll twist your other arm the wrong way." I watched as he scoffed but complied anyways, but he didn't look too happy in doing so. I could hear Madelyn blow him a raspberry, and I nudged her arm with a laugh. We then turned to the two boys behind us. "Hey, you two okay," I asked, glancing from Jack to Rafael and back again. By now, the whole cafeteria had gone on about its business again, only after they had gone silent and started whispering about who-knows-what.
"Yeah, thanks to you," Rafael said, sounding relieved. I smiled at him.
"I can't believe you stood up to him," Jack told me. "Weren't you the one who almost fell in the hallway this morning?" He peered at my face curiously.
I smiled sheepishly and rubbed my arm a bit in a nervous habit. "Yeah, that was me."
Madelyn giggled, and I shot her a playful glare. "I don't think he could ever stand a chance against her though," she boasted, slapping my shoulder lightly.
"Well, either way, thanks. I'm Jack."
"And my name is Rafael, but you can just call me Raf."
"And I'm Miko!" A sudden cheerful voice came as a girl almost literally jumped on Jack's shoulder. "That was so cool! You could have totally beaten him!" I immediately noticed that she was the one who had been with Jack on the train.
I laughed sheepishly at her comment. "My name is Tikari," I told them.
"And I'm Madelyn, but you can call me Maddie," my friend piped up cheerfully, waving. "It's nice to meet you.~"
So, the five of us all ended up eating at the same table together, just talking and laughing. Don't ask me why I became Jack and Miko's friend. For all I know, they could be my enemies. I just mentally shrugged it off for now. They seemed like cool people, and I liked them. I could say the same for Maddie. Seeing her laughing face, she likes to hang around them, too. When the end of lunch break came, we said our goodbyes and headed off to Advisory. During Advisory, Maddie and I just mostly talked about our new friends. She even got the impression that I was starting to develop a crush on Jack, for whatever reason.
I had blown her a raspberry after she had mentioned it. "Whatever," I had rolled my eyes as I told her that.
And finally, the last hour of the day came, Science. I believe Science is the most interesting subjects I have in school so far, besides Art. I love to learn new things about the Earth's resources and things of the sort. It just fascinates me so much, though I couldn't really say if I liked it more than inventing things for myself like weapons and such. But I still like the class nonetheless, and the teacher is a cool guy. He gives us relatively easy group projects, but they are mostly fun to do anyways, and he likes to bring in something new to class everyday to show and explain it to us. Today, he had brought in an Amazonite, which was a pretty teal color with some white flecks in it. The whole class couldn't get enough of examining the beautiful mineral throughout the day, and he had to literally beat us away from his desk with a ruler in order to get us back to work. It was a good thing too, because I was considering stealing it for myself…maybe. I wouldn't have, but I still considered it. Besides, Madelyn wouldn't let me live the rest of my life if she ever caught me stealing from someone or somewhere in the school. But that's what friends are for, right?
As Madelyn joined me at my locker at the end of the school day, I closed the door to it and shouldered my backpack. I turned to her with a smile, beginning to part ways. She would often stay after school for fun activities, while trying to get me to do the same, but I had other things I often had to do after school. We hugged each other before waving, saying things like "bye" or "see you tomorrow". I exited the school building and sighed exasperatedly before noticing Jack examining my new motorcycle.
Having noticed me stop, which I didn't really intend to do, the teen turned to me and gave a smile. "Hey, is this your motorcycle?" He gestured to the black and green r15 still parked right next to the blue one.
"Yep! I just got it today," I smiled brightly. "I actually did the custom paint job myself. Neat, huh? And that one must be yours, correct?" I gestured to the blue motorcycle he was standing next to.
"Yep, we've got some history," Jack said, almost absentmindedly as he patted the seat lightly, as if he were a bit afraid to offend it or something. This actually confused me, but I just mentally shrugged it off. "Maybe we could have a friendly race sometime? You know, to see who is faster. Unless…you're not into that sort of thing?"
I waved my hand dismissively, not in the least offended. "Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I'm not into that kind of thing. Of course I'll accept that friendly race of yours. But can it wait a while for me to adjust to my motorcycle?"
"Fine by me. Had a different ride before this one?"
"Nah, I've only driven a quad before. But it was pretty fun driving to school today," I giggled to myself as I got on my r15. I didn't even notice as one of the mirrors turned itself to get a better view of me. "See you tomorrow?"
"Yeah, see you tomorrow," Jack smiled and waved as I started the engine.
I gave a goofy two-fingered salute with a smile before reversing a few steps and driving out of the parking lot and down the road towards the edge of Jasper. Oh, you know what? I just now remembered that I had forgotten to tell Maddie about this r15. Oh, well. I'll have to show her tomorrow. As I stopped at a red light, I sighed, thinking about my new friends again. The street I'm currently on is basically empty, save for one or two people walking by on the sidewalk. So, I was safe to talk aloud without anyone thinking I was crazy or something.
"I wonder if Jack and Miko really are my enemies," I said thoughtfully, frowning slightly. I absentmindedly stroked the handles with my thumbs. "I hope not…it would make my missions difficult in more ways than one."
The light turned green and I continued down the road and out of Jasper. The ride towards my garage was smooth, save for a few bumps here and there, and the road was barren except for myself. But, that's to be expected from a town out in the middle of nowhere.
"I wonder how you'll do in missions," I said, staring at my r15. I was still stroking one of the handles with a thumb. "If I ever take you on missions. I might or might not, we'll see."
I gave a small smile as the garage came into view. I stayed quiet for the rest of the journey there. I stopped in front of the garage door and pressed a button on the side of the handle. I watched as the door slowly opened until it finally stopped and I pulled the motorcycle inside before getting off, literally parking it in the middle of the garage floor. No one else really uses the garage except for me, so why not? Once inside, I closed the garage door and set my backpack on the desk that was along the wall in the back corner. I got my stuff out of my bag, just my books, and got to work on doing my homework. I got out my communicator just in case and put it in my ear.
I'm a pretty good memorizer, which is good in my line of work in MECH, so I practically zoomed through my homework. I still took my time on it, but I knew almost every answer to the questions. The only homework I get is from Science and Citizenship. Just as I finished writing down the answer to the last question of the Citizenship packet, the last of my homework I did, my communicator bleeped softly in my ear. That was the signal that someone was trying to contact me. And the only people who know the contact on my communicator is my comrades from MECH…and my dad.
"Kailas speaking," I answered after I pressed a button on the communicator. I continued to put away my homework as I spoke with the person on the other end.
"Hello, my dear. How are you doing in school?" It's my dad. That's basically how he always begins a conversation between us.
"I'm doing fine, father. I just finished my homework," I told him truthfully as I zipped my backpack closed.
"That's good. How do you like your new toy?"
I rolled my eyes as I turned in my spinning chair on wheels and stared at the r15. He insists on calling everything I get my "new toy". I smiled softly as I flicked my gaze over the paint job. "I like it a lot. I added some modifications, including the paint job and a weapon, but you already know I'd do something like that."
"Indeed, I do. There are no missions for today, so you are free to do as you please."
I gave a slight shrug as I leaned on my knees. "Understood. Kailas, out." I ended the conversation just like that and the line went dead for now. I heaved a sigh of exasperation before getting my mask out of my backpack and staring at it. I held it up and glanced at the r15. "Looks like we won't be going on any missions today. I guess I get to relax for now," I said before lightly throwing the mask back on the desk and leaning back against the chair, spinning myself around.
I don't even know why I'm talking to a motorcycle, but I just feel like nothing else besides Maddie would listen to what I say. Half the time, my father ignores me. The only time he talks to me is if my part of the missions comes up, or he calls me after school to tell me if he has a mission for me or not. Otherwise, I'm just trying to find something to entertain myself. I guess I found something to entertain myself now…talking to my new motorcycle.
Ooohhh, what's this here? :3 What's up with the motorcycle? Honestly, I love the motorcycle already XD And you guys can figure out what the heck happened between Jack, Arcee, and that motorcycle before Tikari comes out of the school building lol
Just to clerrifiy things: Kailas is her codename for MECH and Tikari is her actual name.
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Luna WhiteWolf~
