Chapter 4: Awake

AN: So I found this missing chapter, thought I would update before it gets lost again. Enjoy. :)


Christine's POV

I yawned, and opened my eyes, I flew back in surprise at what I saw. 'It wasn't a dream! It was real!' I thought, then realized that I had been hugging dusty'd tire. 'Whoops...' I thought, holding back a chuckle. I stood up and looked around more.

It really did look how it did in the movies, weird! All the posters and racer figurines. A huge poster of ishani covered half a wall, yeash...that's not creepy at all! I wondered around, and I slowly put my left hand closer to the hangar door. I could feel the heat radiating off it, the closer I moved my hand, the hotter it became. I quickly poked the door with my pointer finger, and quietly yelped.

"Ow..." I looked at my finger, the tip of it was blood red.

I shook if off and wondered around more, seeing all the details around me. It was maybe a hour later when I heard a yawn, and I turned around to see dusty wake up and look at me.

"H..hi again.." I said awkwardly.

"You said to call you...CC? Right?" He smiled.

"Y...yeah..." I said oddly, " or Chris...but I don't care witch.." I ran my hand through my hair, then looked at my hand.

"Eeeee...my hair is filthy." I muttered.

"D...did I spray you when you were in the field?" He asked randomly.

"N...wait...yeah...but don't worry about it...I'm fine." I assured him.

"I'm sorry anyway." He said, " so..."

"So..." I shrugged.

I went to open the doors,they were no longer burning hot, "I..Is it night?" I asked.

"Yeah." Dusty answered.

"AWSOME!" I yelled, and flung open the hangar doors. The temperature was now a 'normal' 87 or so. The sky was clear, and the moon was bright.

Dusty looked surprised that I could open the hanger doors. Although they were heavy, I am very strong.

I sighed, " it's breathtaking..." I mumbled.

Dusty looked up to, " ya like stars hua?" He asked.

"Defiantly! Their are other worlds out there!" I said, still gazing up at the sparkling stars in the clear night sky.

"...Wow...now there's something ya don't hear everyday.." He whistled.

"Yeah...I'm sorta a big nerd where I come from!" And that's when I realized I was still wearing my dress.

"Aaa crap... Why?!" I asked myself with a aggravated groan.

"Why what?" Dusty asked.

I sighed, " the dress. I hate this kind of thing. I'm a tom-boy, not a girly-girl!" I groaned.

"Oh.." He said.

"Um...is there somewhere I can change?" I asked awkwardly, walking inside and picking up my bag.

"Um...sure." He said, staying outside, closing the hangar doors.

'Ok...not what I thought...but..ehh.' I thought, changing into a pair of black jean shorts that were just a bit shorter than my arms, and a black tank top. I took off my heals and put on my heavy black combat boots. I smiled as I pulled out my katanas, hidden well in my big duffel bag, six blades of furry. I put them all in my boots, three in each.

"That's better.." I sighed, " I'm good!" I yelled.

The doors reopened, and I'm guessing, based on the look on his face, he didn't recognize me.

"See...this..." I gestured to myself, " ...is the real me!" I said, crossing my arms, a small smile on my face.

He didn't say anything, I frowned, " I'm gothic, and...a bit emo." I said.

"Oh..." He said than thought a moment, " I don't think I've ever met anyone like that." He confessed.

"That's cool. I've never met a living air plane before either." I chuckled to myself.

He smirked, " tochay.."

"So...now what?" I asked.

"Hummm... What about a tour. Since its to hot during the day!" He suggested.

"Sounds good... Just let me get my phone." I said reaching into my bag, pulling out an iPhone 4. " it's old, but...ehhh...it works for me." I said, pulling out an iPod, followed by an iPad.

"Is that a sky pad?" He asked.

"Hua...funny you should say that. In my world, there called iPads. Here...I guess there called sky pads. Interesting." I shrugged.

"Oh..." Dusty said, then Dottie came in.

"I see your ok." She said, " and are wearing something...different" she said, inspecting me.

I smiled, rolling my eyes a bit, " I'm gothic. This is what I usually look like." I stated, " I...don't believe I've met you before." I though.

"Oh...I'm Dottie." She smiled.

"I'm Christine Collin. But you can call me chris or CC." I informed her.

"Oh...ok." she said and smiled at me as I reached up and put my hand on my head, " ouch..." I cringed at my touch.

"Let me see.." Dottie said.

Apparently I had hit me head, because I had a bruise. Dottie looked it over with a sigh.

"You should be fine, but...be careful ok." She smiled.

"Alright." I smiled back.


AN:I think I have another chapter somewhere...Reviews? :3