How to Save the World

Chapter 3

POV; Four

I walked out of the hotel, nodding to the lobby person, and headed out the door. "How could Six just have let him go like that?" I mumbled to myself. "We're part of a team."

Or at least I thought.

I suddenly stopped walking and looked around. I saw a flash of black hair walking to a small Dunkin' Donuts down the highway. "Sam!" I yelled, then realized what and idiot I was. Sam couldn't hear me. Even if it was Sam; he was mad at me and Six, so he obviously wouldn't turn around and walk over to me.

I jogged over to the Dunkin' Donuts and slipped inside. Glancing around, I saw Sam sitting at a table, watching the waitress scurry around, taking orders from hungry customers.

I slid down to the chair next to him. "Hey Sam." I said casually. Start off casual, start off casual.

"I didn't want to talk to you or Six. That's why I went for a walk. Leave me alone."

So much for starting off casual.

"So... why don't you want to talk to Six or me?"

"Look, can you just stop trying to make me feel better and say when you already know. I told you I liked Six, and then you just go and sweep her off her feet. Geez, never knew you were such a player. I mean, Sarah still loves you, she was re-"

"Sam, what are you talking about?" He paused. "Y'know, how Six had you head in her lap-"

"What?" I said, shaking my head in confusion. "Sam... she must have done that herself. I went straight to sleep last night. Don't worry, I didn't, I mean, I hadn't,-"

"Dude. It's okay. I get it now." Sam turned away. "She likes you a lot. Might as well just keep out of your relationship."

"Whatever you say, Sam. I'm not in a relationship with her." I eventually got Sam to go back to the hotel with me. We walked back through the lobby, down the hall, and knocked on the door.

"Six!" I called. "Six!"

"Yeah?" her voice called back.

"Where are you?"

"I'm in the shower!"

"Oh." I replied. "Well, when you get out, can we talk about what we're actually going to do out on the road?"

A pause. "Okay."

I settled myself down on the pile of blankets on the floor that I slept on the night before. Sam sat on his bed, and we waited for Six.

After five minutes of silence, Six opened the bathroom door. Her hair was slightly damp, making her dark hair even darker. Her dark hair made her green eyes shine brighter. She looked focused.

"Alright, guys. While you two were talking somewhere, I don't know and don't really care, I came up with what we are going to accomplish on the road." Six unfolded a map on our small table. "So, after we check out of here, we will check in to multiple hotels, searching for possible places where any of the Garde might be hiding." Six looked up. "Some places to look are Washington, Texas, Montana, and the Dakotas'."

Sam and I both stay silent. He mouths to me, "She came up with all of this while we were gone?" I shrug.

"After one month, if we can't find them, then we'll go back to upstate New York to find my chest. If the Mogs have taken it, oh well. After that, then..." Six sighed. "I don't know."

Sam stood up. "Then we should check out of here right now. We should get started, right?"

"Yeah." I reply.

"We should get going." Six, the girl I had only known for five days, stands up and smiles. She grabs her satchel and heads out the door. Sam and I follow her. We walk down to the lobby. Six, with her demanding attitude, gives the keys back and pays the lobby people. We walk out of the highway-side motel with a new attitude.

"Oh." Six says, turning around and smiling. "We should probably ditch the car after this ride."

"Why?" I ask. Six lightly hits me. "Because the Feds are after us-duh." She laughed.

I suddenly realized this was the first time I'd seen Six happy. I liked it. I liked the way her face shone bright. Her smile was beautiful. I hit her lightly back.

And for the first time, I don't feel guilty about being friendly with Six. And I have no thoughts of Sarah.