Dallas: 1,550 miles
We're almost out of Texas. So close. We'll be heading into Arkansas or Oklahoma next. We're heading into downtown Dallas. I look at all the buildings and skyscrapers. Kind alike New York. I think back to San Antonio. I keep replaying that scene with me and Maya when we're at the café. I could've given it to her quickly but there wouldn't be any…
Sentiment?
I don't want to fight with you. Not now, at least.
Go ahead. I'm sure Al-e- what's his face will be more than happy to entertain you.
I look at the passenger seat where a grim, scowling Alejandro sits. He is not happy to be sitting with me and neither am I. Until we switch shifts, we'll probably be cussing out each other in our own language. I pretend to check out the car behind us but I'm really looking at a sleeping Maya.
Alejandro makes a snorting sound to get my attention. I grip the steering wheel hard. Three more hours of this? I made a mistake telling Alejandro my original plan for him and Maya. He could speak perfect English or have looked up my words in a dictionary.
Thankfully, Maya awakes. She wipes the sleep from her eyes and asks, "Where are we?"
"Estámos en Dallas," responds Alejandro. "Mira!" he points to a tower with a globe on the top. Its lights twinkle in the dark night.
"That is the Reunion Tower," says Maya, her eyes watching the building as we pass it. "Our cousin came to Dallas once and he described this great building that looked like a microphone. It sounded beautiful and it looks even more beautiful in person."
Like you, I want to say but I didn't know if I can.
"Like you," whispers Sylar, his eyes focused on the road. Maya turns away and blushes a little. A smudge of red appears on her cheeks and mine. I did not just say that.
Youdidn't. I did.
"Where to next?" asks Maya. I turn to Alejandro. "Um…Can-can…"
"¿Puedes pasarme el mapa?" she asks him. Alejandro hands her the map and she spreads it our on the dashboard. To do this, she leans over in between our seats. I quickly focus on the map. She has no idea what kind of view she's giving me. Thankfully, she sits back in her seat. I glance at the map every so often.
"Where to next?" she asks. I look at the map again. "It says here I need to go on the I-30 east."
"Before we know it, we will be in Nueva York," she says. I can't see her but I know she's smiling. She speaks to her brother, telling him to cheer up. He gives her a smile, so big, it's almost fake. Satisfied, she relaxes in the backseat. To me, he gives a dirty look.
It's going to be a long ride.
To those of you who guessed, I AM from...
DALLAS!
Also, in the last episode of Heroes, (I'm not spilling anything for those of you who have not seen it) Sylar/ Gabriel and Maya have made it to New York so I'm going to build up to there and follow the show on the rest. There will be four more chpaters until I catch up with the show and I'm updating them all tonight. So if I don't post for awihle, that should be enough to tide you ever.
But that's never enough, huh?