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"Look. We can't be any more clear than how crystal clear I'm being." Sam sighed in exasperation. "It just stood up."
"It just stood up. Wow. It's really neat. Okay, chiefie. Time to fill her up." The weird Deputy threw a plastic cup at Sam. "And no drippy-drippy. What are you rolling? Whippets? Goofballs? A little wowie sauce with the boys?"
"We're not on drugs." I said, shaking my head.
"Really? Then what are these?" He asked, waving a pill bottle in front of us. "Found it in Jr over there's pocket. Mo-jo. Is that what the kids are doing now? A bit of mojo?"
"Those are our dog's pain pills." Sam attempted to explain. I gave Dad a look and he intervened.
"You know. A chihuahua. A little..." Dad trailed off after making small motions with his arms. Sam sighed and looked around.
"What was that?" The officer demanded, leaning closer.
"Huh?" Sam scrunched his eyebrows together in confusion.
"You eyeballing my piece, 50 Cent? You wanna go?" The deputy taunted. "Make something happen. Do it. 'Cause I promise you. I will bust you up."
Sam leaned closer and got a weird look on his face.
"Are you on drugs?" He asked quietly. Dad gave a small laugh before standing up.
"I think we're done here, officer." He said, pulling me up to a standing position. Dad nodded to the deputy as we passed and walked out to his car. "So what was this all about?"
"I'm not even sure, Dad." I sighed, leaning back and closing my eyes.
"Well make sure it doesn't happen again. I'm exhausted." Dad commanded, rubbing his eyes wearily. We made it back to the house where Sam and I proceeded to climb up the stairs and go to bed. The next morning, light through my window woke me up. I remembered it was Saturday, so I just turned over and yawned. After a few minutes of waking up, I sat up and threw the covers off of me. I showered, and threw on shorts and a camisole before going down to the kitchen.
"Good morning, Mo." I yawned at my puppy. I looked at the clock and laughed when it showed that it was one o'clock. "Good afternoon, Mo."
"Morning, Mo." Sam greeted as he made his way downstairs.
"Afternoon." I corrected him weakly. Suddenly Mojo started barking, making me moan in exasperation. "Stop with the barking, Mo."
"It's too early." Sam agreed with a yawn. Suddenly he looked out the window and froze. He snatched his phone from the counter and started to call someone. I looked outside and my eyes widened. The car from hell. "Miles? Miles, listen to me. Listen. My car, it stole itself, okay?"
"Satan's Camaro. In out yard. It's stalking us." I yelled into the phone. Miles hung up so I devised a clever plan. "Let's sneak out of the house and make a run for it."
"Good plan." Sam said, already running outside to the garage. Sam grabbed Mom's bike and I grabbed my electric scooter. We went as fast as we could but our car kept following us. Sam looked behind us to see if it got any closer, but he didn't see the curb and flipped over the bike handles and flopped back-first onto the sidewalk. I stumbled off of my scooter as it hit the curb, but managed to keep my balance.
"Sam?" I looked over to see Mikaela looking at Sam. I walked over to him and helped him up. "Ellie?"
"Oh, hey. Hey Mikaela." I smiled nervously. Mikaela's friends were laughing in the background, but I ignored them.
"Oh, hi." Sam said nervously.
"That was, uh, that was really..." She seemed to consider her words for a minute. "Awesome."
"Uh, well. It felt awesome." Sam tried to save himself from some of the humility of the events that just unfolded.
"Are you okay?" Mikaela asked him.
"I'm not okay, all right? I'm losing my mind a little bit. I'm getting chased by my car right now." Sam spied our Camaro and started to panic. "Got to go."
We got back on our respective modes of transportation and got away from the Burger King as fast a possible. Our car kept a steady pace behind us until we ducked into an abandon building. We finally ran into a police car. Literally. I breathed in relief after we got up.
"Oh, great. Cops." Sam sighed, walking forward. "Officer, listen!"
The car drove forward a bit, knocking us to the ground.
"Listen to me! Thank God you're here!" I yelled at it. "We've had the worst day ever! We've been-we've been followed here! Right? And our car's right there and it's been following us here! So get out of the car!"
It went forward again, making us scoot backwards even more.
"No! Stop! Oh, God. Okay, okay! Okay, all right!" Sam shouted, waving his hands in the air. "Okay! We're sorry! We- whoa! We didn't mean to hit your car! Look! Okay, look, look, look! Oh my, oh- whoa- stop, stop! Please! Okay, what do you want from us?!"
The cop car gave a road before standing up. Just like our demon car.
"Oh, gosh! No!" I screamed, backing up even more.
"Shit, shit, shit! It's a bad dream!" Sam yelled as the machine leaned over us.
"Are you username LadiesMan-two-one-seven?!" It demanded, pounding a fist next to us.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" Sam shouted in panic.
"Are you username LadiesMan-two-one-seven?!" It roared at us.
"Yeah!" Sam admitted. A cold sweat broke out on the back of my neck as it leaned closer.
"Where is eBay item 21153?" It hissed. My eyes widened. The glasses.
"Huh?" Sam questioned quietly.
"Where are the glasses?" It roared causing us to jump up and run away. It swept a hand at us, throwing us into a car. We got up and ran as fast as we could outside. We saw Mikaela driving in our direction on her motor bike so Sam took it upon himself to tackle her.
"Oh- God! What is your problem, Sam?" She demanded.
"Okay, there's a monster right there! It just attacked us! Here he comes!" Sam hastily explained.
"All right, get up. Get up and run! You have to run!" I yelled at the couple.
"What is that thing?" She shouted at us. Suddenly our Camaro squealed to a stop in front of us. I screamed and backed up. Sam got a weird look on his face.
"You have to get in the car. Get in." He commanded giving us a serious look.
"Are you crazy?" I demanded with an angry huff.
"Would you rather face the angry police car?" He questioned. I glared at him for a moment before sliding into the driver's seat.
"I get a turn to drive." I sniffed before he turned to Mikaela.
"You have to get in the car."
"I don't want- I don't want to." She protested weakly, stepping backwards.
"Get in the car. Trust me!" Sam yelled quickly. Mikaela took a deep breath before sliding in. Sam got in after her and our car took off. The seat belt wrapped around me, trapping me to the seat. I struggled against it before relaxing into the leather seat. Some classy car chase music came on the radio adding to the atmosphere.
Between Sam yelling "Go! Go! Go!" and Mikaela screaming "We're gonna die!" things got kind of tense int he car.
"No, we're not going to die." I tried to say confidently.
"Trust us. He's a kick-ass driver!" Sam agreed but then he saw that the cop car was catching up. "Oh my God! We're gonna die!"
"Okay. I'm done. I'm done." I said, throwing my hands in the air. The car backed into an ally and turned off. Even thought it was shut off, we still couldn't unlock it or the seat-belts. "So. Um...Mr. Transforming Car? This seat belt is kind of tight. Could you maybe..."
It loosened enough to give me room to move around. I smiled at the dashboard in an awkward way.
"Thanks..." I trailed off, not knowing how to have a conversation with a car.
"We're locked in." Sam reported.
"The car won't start. At least we ditched the monster, right?" I attempted to look on the bright side. Then the police car drove by, making us all shut up.
"Okay. Time to start." Sam said, reaching over to my side and turning the keys.
"I already said it doesn't work." I sighed, shaking my head. Our car then took off, narrowly missing the cop car. My seatbelt was suddenly all the way undone and I was kicked out of the car. I looked over and was happy to see that I wasn't the only one. Our car then transformed. I guess it was kind of cool, but it was mostly terrifying. Our car pushed me behind it and ran at the police car, which had also transformed. They both started fighting, the police car yelling at our car in some weird language. I looked back over to my brother and Mikaela and saw they were having their own issues.
"He's got me! He's got me!" Sam was screaming. I ran over and tried to pry the thing off of it. It pulled down Sam's pants, which would have been funny if we weren't about to die. Sam rolled down the hill with it and was pinned against the fence. I ran down and kept trying to get the little devil off of him until Mikaela sprinted over to us and pushed me away from Sam. She hacked at the little robot until it was just pieces with Sam yelling. "Kill it! Kill it!" until it was dead.
"Thank you, Mikaela." I said in relief.
"Not so tough without a head, are you?" Sam taunted, kicking the small robot's head across the construction sight. I raised my hand to my eyes like I was seeing how far it went.
"Oooohhh! I think that's a hole in one, Sammie!" I cheered. Sam hit my shoulder and rolled his eyes. A giant crash resounded and we looked over to see our car take down the police vehicle. Then it started to come back over to us. "Let's go have a chat with our car then."
