Here is chapter 4! Enjoy! It's longer and goes down best with a cinnamon snickerdoodle.
Chapter 4: Marcus Boards the Train
The gas pump had already stopped. Right now I was just watching the activity around Flo's V8 Café. A VW bus that appeared to be from the sixties, with his hippie designs, and an army jeep were bickering about something regarding…an overgrown lawn? What a pointless conversation. There were a few other customers, but I didn't care too much about them. What I found that was quite strange was the fact that the waitresses were two Mazda Miatas. Interesting. I've always wondered what happened to our own Miata after my parents sold it. Now I remember my parents saying that they once owned a Porsche. But I was too young to remember what it looked like. How coincidental. A car just entered the Café.
That's impossible.
No way.
It must have been his warm brown eyes that have told me, that have told me that this car was Marcus Charleston. The same Marcus Charleston who was in my Geometry class and whom I had a crush on! Ack! No! I mean…ugh…I'm at a loss for words…
Huh? Something was wrong. There was confusion in his eyes. Maybe he got here the same way I did.
He talked to Flo, the generous car who allowed me to get gas for free. They came up to me.
"Maybe you should come with us," Flo suggested.
I followed them wordlessly. We turned out of the café and headed down the road. We arrived at a building that I naturally assumed was a clinic. I wonder why she led us here.
Suddenly, a car opened the doors to the clinic. Another familiar alert occurred, telling me that he was a Hudson Hornet. Hmm...
"Doc," Flo began, "there's another one."
What does that mean?
"Flo, you go back to your Café." 'Doc' turned to us. "Follow me."
As Flo left, Marcus and I followed Doc into the clinic. Even though he was presently in the form of a S600 Mercedes-Benz, I still had a crush on him.
"Maria Nightingale," Doc began, parking in front of a computer. "I can't find your medical records anywhere. Care to explain?"
"Er…" I said. "Didn't Sally tell you?"
"Yes, but I'd rather hear it straight from the source."
"Sally's right. I don't really belong here."
"You feel the same way?" Marcus piped up, turning to me.
"Yes. Marcus, how did you get here?"
"I—wait, how did you know it was me?"
I was struck with a sudden block of shyness. This was unusual for me.
And awkward.
"I…just…you know…" It would sound stupid if I told him I saw his identity in his eyes. "Your voice…" That answer seemed to satisfy him.
As much as I like the guy, I still know him as a friend. I'm not one of those girls who isolates herself from her crush through shyness and giggles. You would never know if your crush liked you or not. If you're that curious, I find Marcus acts rather indifferent around me. It's hard to tell…
"Anyway," he continued. "I woke up right outside the sign that said 'Radiator Springs five miles'. I wa—or should I say drove, to the town and met Flo at her Café."
"I was unconscious when I got here. I woke up in a motel room."
Doc wore a face that showed that he was pondering.
"I may not know how you got here," Doc said. "And I don't know where you came from, but I do know one thing." Marcus and I leaned in to listen. "That I can't take you guys back." Marcus and I breathed a sigh of disappointment. "I'm sorry kids. You might have to stay here the rest of your life, or you might be gone by tomorrow morning. I'm a doctor, not someone who knows about supernatural stuff. Oh, and Maria, you might get hoodaches from whatever happened."
Just what I needed. At least Marcus, someone I remember, was here.
I feel like there's a Star Trek reference somewhere in there...Oh well. That's what I get for being friends with a girl who who's a fan of a show I don't even watch...Anyway, review and tune in next Wednesday!