Chapter 4
Marco
I closed Jake's door behind me and walked away some metres, then I hid in a bush and began to scratch myself in the face.
"… Oh my God Jake, what jam you has ended up in this time!" I muttered. I tried to think it through. He had acquired something that he shouldn't have acquired and now he was half unconscious alone with Tom and he could begin to morph at any time… in front of Tom, who I guessed would never leave him even if his life depended on it.
I run over to Rachel who lived closest to Jake, except me. She sat in the garden and ate some cookies with her family.
I decided that it was time for a bit of Marco's famous charm. I saw the clothes line. And I saw a purple short-sleeved shirt with the name Rachel written in silver on it.
"Perfect" I said to myself and then I got ready.
"YOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" I roared and ran in to the garden, over the lawn towards the clothes line.
I tore the Rachel shirt down and took it on. Then I began laughing and running around in the garden screaming and laughing until I was very sure Rachel had seen me.
"Marco!" I heard her yell. Good, she had noticed me.
"Marco you come back here NOW!"
She began to run after me… good… I began to look for some place to hide were no one could hear us. I caught sight of a caravan that was parked in front of a house.
I ran towards the caravan and hid behind it, I had barely time to see that the coast was clear when I felt Rachel's grip around my arm. I didn't give her time to ask any questions.
"Jake is in trouble!" Rachel's face turned from very angry to very vigilant in less than a second.
"What?!"
"He have been into an accident… because he have been allergic to something he have acquired and he can morph at any time and Tom seem to have decided that he have to take care of him until he recovers from the accident!" I told her.
"Okay!" Rachel said slowly at the same time as I crawled out of the shirt. "Then we have to get Jake out of the house without Tom noticing anything." She said.
"We can't ask Ax to morph him again, he would have to morph twelve times every day and night, and the same thing for anyone else"
"Yes that is also a problem!" She muttered. I watched her, I felt helpless now, and it seemed like she felt the same. "We have to get Tom out of the house!" She decided.
"Good idea, I would never have come up with anything like that!" I sulked.
"How can we make him leave?" She thought, ignoring me.
"The Sharing?" I asked.
"Erek!"
