Guys, your reviews are really flattering. Honestly. I really love you guys. Here's chapter ten. Yay! Double digits!
Chapter Ten: He's So Cute
Jack, Alex, Seth, Sara and Leslie walked through the convention until a creepy looking guy stepped out in front of Alex, cutting them off from where they were going.
"Well hello, Doctor Freedman." he greeted with a huge goofy grin. The way he spoke sent shivers down Leslie's spine, making her shiver a little. Seth caught this, zipped open his hoodie, took it off and put it around Leslie.
"I'm too hot, and you're cold, so I thought you would need it more than I." he explained to Leslie, so she put her arms through the sleeves and thanked him. He certainly is too hot, and it's not a bad thing.
The creepy guy continued, oblivious of the exchange. "So you decided to accept my invitation of a romantic dinner for two? Huzzah!" he cheered, too loudly. Some people looked over to see what the maniac was doing.
"What?" Alex asked, clueless. Jack looked like he was about to punch the guy's face in. His fists were clenched a little, as if on standby, and his jaw was tight.
Creepy coughed. "Uh...three...three years ago. A screening of the cooper footage. You were in the front row, second seat in a saucy flower print." Creep said, his grin still present. Now that was just blatant stalking.
"Sorry," Alex apologised, although she didn't seem to be. "I like to keep my work and social life separate. I don't date colleagues." Jack was almost dancing around the room.
"Colleagues, indeed." Creep grinned, bowing in her honour. Leslie rolled her eyes. Seth tried not to laugh, as did Sara. I presumed she heard my thought.
"Listen," Alex cut off. "We need to see Harland, right away."
"Doctor Harland is presently unavailable for consultation. We are more than qualified to answer any of your quest-" another guy answered
"There is no time for that. It is a matter of life, and death that we see Harland. Now." Alex demanded.
"Life and death. Uber scary drama queen." the same guy scoffed.
Alex was about to reply, but Jack stepped in front. "You are currently alive. Unless you take us to Harland you'll be dead." he reasoned. The two guys got fearful and complied.
They led the group out to Harland's trailer, where Creep knocked on the door.
"Go away! The book signing doesn't start until 4:30. Read the brochure." a male's voice shouted from inside.
"Harland, it's Alex Freedman." Alex shouted back.
The trailer door opened immediately, and an even creepier guy stood there, presumably Harland.
"Doctor Alex Freedman." he greeted with a huge smile.
"We have to speak with you immediately. It is incredibly important." Alex demanded again.
As they were led to the van, Leslie fell into step beside Alex.
"And you were commenting on my Han Solo?" I said to her with a raised eyebrow.
"Don't even start." Alex replied, but I saw a small smile on her face.
"So you're saying the four of you witnessed this reported UFO sighting." Harland asked.
"That's right." Leslie confirmed.
"We were wondering if you had any Intel out there amongst your sources." Alex pressed.
"I hate lying. I really don't like lying. I can tell when people are lying." Leslie felt Seth's hand beside her own clench, his warm knuckles lightly touching the back of her hand.
"Thankfully, your story checks out with all the reports I got from Settee and Yourad and NASA." Harland said, turning back to his computer.
"We have reason to believe that a group of government sponsored operatives have recovered the spacecraft." Seth said sharply, like he had been when he first met Jack and Leslie. He towered over Harland threateningly.
"Ok, ok, back up a little. This is not space camp." Harland replied, trying to gather some personal space. "Let the experts to their work. You're very lucky you three, that you didn't come face to face with the aliens who were in that craft."
Seth cocked his head sideways, listening intently to hear what Harland's version of aliens were, which made Leslie bite her lip and turn her face away to hide the redness.
"They're like deadly praying mantis'. They eat your flesh."
"Oh, oh yes we are indeed lucky kids not to have our flesh eaten by the aliens." Sara agreed, looking between Seth and I who were nodding our heads in agreement. Getting eaten by Seth? Okay.
"You got that right. Ok, let's go to work here. I got an email from a source that sent me this satellite image." Harland said, pulling up an image of a terrained area.
"Where would they take a spacecraft?" Alex asked, looking around Sara's shoulder to Harland's computer screen.
"Well from the size of the scope of the crash, I think there's only one possibility." Harland began.
"Witch Mountain." Harland, Creepy and the other guy said simultaneously. We all turned back to look at the other two.
"What are we, a singing group here? Let me talk and you guys nod." Harland told them. He then turned back to his computer. "Witch Mountain. Let's take a look. California, 52 miles from the core of Nevada, one of our top secret facilities." Harland explained, bringing up a different image.
"You know if you plan on visiting, don't. When I say the place is fortified up to the ying yang, I'm making an understatement." Harland handed Alex a map and an aerial view of the site.
"Thank you Harland." Alex smiled, taking them gratefully.
Harland added one more thing before letting them leave. "Whatever trouble you're in, trust no one."
They nodded and exited the trailer, moving swiftly back into the convention. The sooner they left for Witch Mountain, the sooner Seth and Sara could get to their ship and go home to save their planet.
This is it for now. Now, I'm not too sure if I'll manage to update on Wednesday. I'll try, but I'm getting my Cervical Cancer Vaccination after school (in the school) and probably won't be home until late. As I said, I'll try.
On a brighter note, please review.
Mistali xx