First Encounter-
I was walking home from school when a car pulled up in front of me making it so I had to stop.
"Hey, I'm from you fathers work, and he asked if I could pick you up." A man with black hair and a blue truck explained.
"Ok if what you say is true than what is our code word?" I challenged.
"Y.O.L.O" he said smirking.
My eyes widened and I darted into the desert and looked back to see the man catching up in his car. I took a sharp turn left and ran for a mesa. I climbed up it and hid
behind a rock, I peered out of my hiding spot to see him walking towards me when he got picked up by a white and purple giant robot. The robot glared at him and walked
towards an elevator. I sighed in relief forgetting about the robot until it was too late and he looked where I was.
"Meet me at Jasper High after the human school" he growled out and stalked into the elevator turning around "we need to talk."
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"Filrod Gallifrey" I snapped my eyes open to see my teacher Mrs. Ghanaian looking at me, mad.
"Yes, Mrs. Ghanaian?" I asked sitting up.
"This is the third time you fell asleep in class this week, why?" She asked.
"I don't sleep well at night." I told her honestly.
"Well than, did you tell your parents?"
"No"
"Why"
"They won't care"
"Yes they will"
"Nope"
"Why not?"
Ding... Ding... Ding...
The bell rang and everyone left chattering like the pests they are. I got up and walked out of the room thinking about what the male robot wanted. I left the school and didn't see a motorcycle, a SUV, and a race car. In fact, I was distracted by my thoughts I didn't see Jack in front of me until it was too late and we crashed and both fell.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry I wasn't paying attention!" Jack apologized jumping to his feet.
"Me neither" I got up. "Jack, is it? Look it was my fault I was in your way, not yours so stop blaming yourself on stupid things, got it?"
"Yes?" Jack replied unsure.
"Good" I walked to the wall by the steps and sat down on them.
"Shouldn't you be going home?" Jack such a foolish being.
"I am waiting for someone who apparently wants to talk" I answered his question.
"Who?"
"I don't know"
"Then why are you going to talk to them?"
"Because I'm insane" yup insane fits me perfectly.
"Um... ok" Miko and Rafael came out of school.
"Woohooo! Freedom!" Miko is energetic and annoying.
Rafael is a geek or nerd I get those two mixed up all the time.
That is when a white and purple ambulance showed. 'Hmmm those colors were the same colors on mister robo- grumpster.' Jack, Miko, and Rafael looked at the ambulance in fear which made me like it a whole lot more.
"Uhh... Filrod get into the race car... NOW!" Rafael so scared.
"I love this thing!" I shouted walking over to the ambulance. "It scares you... ha!"
"Are you insane! It's evil!"
"Jack, Jack, Jack, I already told you I was." I replied shaking my head.
"Well, don't be, it's a..." Miko started.
"A giant robot who turns into an ambulance?" I finished getting surprised looks from them.
"How did you know?" Rafael asked tilting his head.
"Classified." I stated proudly.
"Well maybe I can ask." The ambulance stated.
'Hmm, so my theory was right.' I didn't look at him when I leaned against his frame getting a low growl from his engines.
"Oh, shut it you big baby" I muttered under my breath, "so what do you want to talk about?"
I felt the ambulance jerk forward in surprise, "the three organics told you I was evil and you still want to talk to me?"
I shrug slightly "I get the full story before making a debate on trusting or not."
"Filrod, are you having a conversation with that murderer?!" Miko squeaked.
I rolled my eyes and glared at the fool than snapped, "he has feelings too you know!"
I got surprised looks from the three idiots and the robot turned ambulance made a surprised sound, I smirked and pet the sentient beings hood. My smirk faded when my phone rang, I took it out of my pocket and looked at the ID, it said: Mother, I cursed under my breath and answered.
"Hello... school... no, I didn't get detention... nope... I don't care... still don't care... than get take out... what do you mean you can't?... you walk... you need the exercise... oh, for the love of- I'll be there in 5... ya ya ya, stop buttering me up... bye." I hung up and stopped pacing.
I turned toward the ambulance, "sorry gotta go, rain check?"
Before he could respond I ran, turned down an alleyway, ran until an intersection, turned left, and ran to the closest house. I opened the door and ducked just in time as one of my brother's toys went for my head. It sailed above me and into the yard.
"Brian, no throwing things in the house! Especially at people!" I scolded him.
The two-year-old puffed out his cheeks to show his irritation, I completely ignored it as I fetched his toy and handed it back to him before heading to the kitchen where my mother was looking at a cook book.
She took notice of me and beamed, "oh Filrod, you're finally here! What do you think of Macaroni and Cheese with little hotdog slices in it?"
"If you aren't the one cooking it than it's fine"
The woman pouted and whined, "I'm not that bad"
"You were able to mess up pizza, just by sticking it in the oven!" I retorted.
A baby crying was heard from the living room.
"Filrod, can you cook it while I take care of Misty? Thanks!"
My mother handed me the book before heading to where my little sister was.
I rolled my eyes, "why ask if you aren't gonna wait for the answer?"
I proceeded in gathering the ingredients that the book stated before closing said book and going by my instinct; the food always tasted better when I did anyways. I dumped the noodles when they were cooked and put the cheese, milk and butter into the pot before adding the noodles and some Red Robin Seasoning. I mixed them all together and got three plates out and set the table before setting the pot on a trivet before calling in everyone.
Mother carried in my month-old sister and placed her on the baby high chair before closing the chair with the eating area. Brian ran in and was about to sit down.
"Ahahah, wash your hands first mister" I told him.
He puffed out his cheeks once more and mother had to promise to do the hand washing with him to get him to do so. They both left and I washed my hands in the kitchen sink before grabbing the rice, carrots and green beans baby food and placed it where little Misty couldn't reach. Mother and Brian entered once more and both sat at the table. Mother and Brian prayed while Misty babbled and I stared at the ceiling in boredom.
After praying, mother fed Misty while Brian and I ate; mother ate after Misty finished. I cleaned up the table and washed the dishes while mother cleaned Misty and Brian up. Mother proceeded in loading the dishwasher and turning it on while I played patty-cake with Misty.
That night, around 9 pm, when Misty and Brian were already settled down and sleeping and mother was watching TV, I wrote in my diary and thought up a plan to meet up with Mister Robo-Grumpster sometime tomorrow.