I know I said I'd post every other day, but its just been very hectic lately. To give you a somewhat mental picture, I have a funeral to attend tomorrow and another one on Friday, so I think that gives me a good enough excuse. Anyway, this is short, not much action, but it's getting there. I'm working on chapter 17 right now, so maybe I'll be kind and post a few more before I go to bed.

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Chapter 10: Grease monkey

We walked down the stairs, and saw Caleb and Kurt standing by the bottom. Kurt was now in his human form, wearing jeans and a red t-shirt. Caleb was dressed quite similar, with jeans and a black polo.

I smiled when I saw him, and just about skipped to his side. Kitty followed just a few steps behind, texting in an unbelievable speed on her cell. Caleb grinned at me, and looked a bit shocked. I was pleased, my mission was successful.

-"You look nice, Amelia," he told me, and smiled. I smiled back, and nudged his shoulder as I replied:

-"You clean up pretty good too, Caleb".

-"Yes, we all look fantastic. So, like, get your butts moving, we have a schedule to follow," Kitty said stressed and walked towards the door. Kurt went after her, and Caleb grabbed my hand and dragged me along.

It wasn't raining today, but the sky was gray and heavy with clouds. The gentle breeze gave my hair life and it tickled my face.

I couldn't help but grin like an idiot; I went from an orphanage in a shady part of Brooklyn, to wearing a designer dress and attending a school for mutants. How could I not be?

Kitty walked swiftly across the courtyard and past the fountain, towards a big garage building built in the same style as the main house.

-"Is everything so enormously extravagant around here?" I asked Caleb as we walked into the building. He chuckled, and lead me towards a sleek black Mercedes ML.

There had to be at least twenty quite new cars around me, plus one vintage red mustang. I looked around me, fascinated by all the shiny surfaces and expensive metal.

Caleb had walked off to a cabinet to find the right keys, and Kitty and Kurt was standing right next to me by the car. They were arguing about the shot-gun seat, and I almost laughed out loud of their squabble.

I studied the Mercedes and ran my fingers across the clean black paint.

-"Does this have 8 cylinders, or just five? And what about fuel injection?" I asked as Caleb returned, spinning a set of keys on his middle finger. He looked like someone just gave him five billion dollars; it looked like he'd gone into a state of shock.

He quickly regained his composure, and stared at me a bit amazed. His stare made me feel self-conscious, and I switched my weight from my right foot to my left.

-"Um…It has carbon cylinders and fuel injection, and that's about how much I know about this car in particular," he said, and scratched the back of his head. I nodded and returned my attention to the vehicle.

-"You seem to know a bit about cars," he said and moved to stand next to me. He put his left hand on the car, and leaned on it.

-"Yeah, I guess. I worked in a garage to save up some money, you know, good to have. I spent most of it on my Ipod though, so not that much went to my 'rainy day' fund," I chuckled and shook my head.

-"A garage? Really? I'd never take you for a grease monkey," he replied, and gave me that smile and that chuckle that was quickly becoming my favorite two things in the world.

-"Don't judge the book by it's cover," I said and smiled devilishly. We hadn't noticed Kurt and Kitty at all, but when Kurt appeared in a cloud of grayish -purple smoke, we jumped apart and started laughing. We'd unconsciously leaned closer to one another, wrapping us up in our own little bubble.

-"Are you coming or vhat?", Kurt asked in his German accent, "Shadowcat is driving me crrazy."

-"Nightcrawler, Kitty drives everyone crazy," Caleb shot back and rolled his eyes and grinned. He winked at me and opened the back door for me in a gentleman-ish order. I did a little curtsy and laughed before I got in. He bowed and laughed with me and closed the door.

Caleb threw the keys at a baffled Kurt, and ran to the other side of the car. He jogged to the other side of the car and opened the other back door and sat in next to me. I smiled at the seating arrangements, and shot a glance at Kitty.

She was fidgeting nervously with her fingers, her excitement practically emanating from her. Kurt started the car, hit a button on a special device on the dashboard that opened the garage and drove out.

Kurt turned the radio on, and I heard The black parade by My chemical romance boom through the speakers. I muttered the lyrics to myself and I noticed that Caleb was humming along and tapping his foot to the beat whilst he stared out of the window.

Kitty and Kurt continued their argument only seven minutes into the 30 minute drive. Caleb and I looked at each other and rolled our eyes, when Kurt and Kitty were interrupted in a squabble the apparently didn't let it go.

-"What are you guys doing today?" I asked Caleb, just to get a conversation going. It wasn't like the silence between us were uncomfortable, but after a while I started missing his warm fluent voice and most of all, his laughter.

-"Just guy-stuff I guess," he replied and grinned at me.

-"Guy-stuff?" I asked, and raised my eyebrow questioningly.

-"You know, run around town doing mischief," he said and chuckled. I laughed with him and played with a piece of my hair.

-"What about you? What are you up to today?"

-"I need some stuff for school and some clothes"

-"What grade are you starting in?"

-"Junior. I had freshman and sophomore in Brooklyn"

-"Awesome, I'm a junior too, maybe we'll have some classes together!"

I grinned and nodded, I couldn't help it.

We had once again enveloped ourselves into our own little bubble, and hadn't noticed that we were there. The thing that set us off was when Kitty finally stopped talking. Kurt had parked in a lot close to Central Park, and in front of us stood a guy our age, with brown half long hair, jeans and a simple t-shirt. He also had fingerless gloves on his hands, just like I normally did. I saw him wave before putting his hands back into his pockets and walking towards the car.

Caleb and Kurt got out and Caleb opened the door for me. He offered his hand to help me out, which I slightly confused accepted. 'It's not that big of a jump.'

I figured he was just being gentleman-ish again, and didn't think anymore of it. I smiled at Caleb, and put my purse on my shoulder. I closed the door and saw Kitty still sitting in the car.

I went over to her, opened her door and helped her out. She looked nervous to say the least.

-"Kitty, are you okay?" I asked her and squeezed her forearms gently.

-"Yeah, I'm fine. I'll totally explain later," she replied quickly and smiled at me. I nodded and we walked to the others. I caught Caleb looking at me and I winked at him.

-"Kitty, hi," the unknown man said and smiled at her. She lightened up immediately and smiled at him.

-"Hii Lance!" she said enthusiastically.

-"Lance, this is Amelia," Caleb said. Lance placed his gaze on me and smiled as he offered me his right hand. I smiled back and took it.

-"It's nice to meet you Lance"

-"It's nice to meet you too Amelia," he replied.

-"So Kitty, just call us when you two are done and we'll pick you up," Caleb continued and put his hand in his pocket.

-"Yeah, like, totally. Since I'm not 'allowed' to drive, you better come pick us up," she told him. She was obviously still a bit upset from breakfast.

-"It would be a shame for Amelia to die on her second day, so why take the risk with letting you drive?" he asked rhetorically and smiled at me. Kitty muttered something under her breath that I don't think any of us caught.