A/N: I really wanted one of them to blow up, so here it is (not literally):

ANDY

Then, we appeared right outside the city- exactly where we were before we saw Ania.

I'd never known Ania, but I'd seen her in the halls and had a class with her last semester. She seemed pretty normal, and Graycee said she was just that- normal. But that was before we found out that she was inhuman.

"So now what?" Greg asked. "Can we go home now that we know she's an alien?"

"If you all agree to leave, you may leave. But if one of you objects, you all must stay."

"Aw, man! But I'm never gonna get Graycee to abandon Ania!"

"I want to find Ania, too," I said, half lying, half sincere. I wanted to find Ania, yes, but I also wanted to go home. Actually, the main reason I'd said that was for Graycee. I didn't want her to have to stand alone.

"Please tell me that was a joke."

"Why?" Scot demanded. "What if I want to find her, too?"

Greg groaned. "Man, come on! We need to get outta here!"

"Why?" I challenged.

"Um, do you really want me to name off the list? OK, then, I will. We can't go into the city, so we're stuck out here on this grass stuff. That means no food, water, shelter, showers, bed, clothes, blankets, CD players, even BOOKS for crying out loud! Movies. Dish. You're not gonna miss all that?"

Scot wasn't convinced. "Once we find Ania, we-"

"N-64!" Greg said desperately. "Internet? How about a chair! Will you miss chairs? Parties? Friends? Heck, I'm missing my SISTER!"

"I don't miss mine," I answered. My sister is a brat.

"Yeah? Tell me this- do you miss girls? Because right now we only have three. Two if you don't count Cecelia."

I didn't know how to answer that. Yeah, I like girls, but the only one I really liked as of now was Graycee, and she was here with us. Then, I couldn't say that. No way. It was too soon. I barely knew her.

"I don't know," I muttered.

"Phone! Do you like phones? How about pizza? Coke? I don't like diet, but what I'd give for a diet Pepsi!"

"Calm down," Graycee said. "After we find Ania we can go back to reality. Come on-"

"No," he said flatly. "I will do NO coming on anytime soon. Do you have a car? I just got one a few days ago. And I'd LIKE TO DRIVE IT!!!!!!!!"

"We need to stick together," I said. "Whatever we do, it has to be agreed upon by everyone. If we fall apart, we're done for."

"I was done for when I woke up with the hangover!"

"Andy's right," Graycee said. "We aren't going to do anything until we can work together. Greg? That means we need your help."

"So I'm the weak link? Because I miss cable I'm a weak link?"

"She didn't say that," Scot answered calmly. "She said you disagree, which you do. And we can't disagree. That's all. Nothing more."

""Fine. You three can work together and get all close and sing "True to Your Heart." Wake me up when you're done."

"We aren't leaving you," I said. "We're in this as a team."

"Yeah, whatever."

"Teamwork," Graycee repeated. "Please, Greg. We can't do this without you."

That was it. His weakness. How do you convince a guy with an ego to help you? Tell him you can't do it without him. I could literally see his mind begin to change slightly.

Greg hesitated. "Fine. How about this? If we don't find her in five days, we leave."

"I'm all for that," I agreed. "Girls?"

Graycee thought. I felt really bad for her. If we didn't hurry, she'd have to leave her only sister- her only sibling- behind. Being adopted, she felt that family was really important. She didn't want to leave Ania behind.

"I… guess," she said slowly. "But how about a week?"

"Three days," Greg shot back.

"Six."

"Four."

Graycee sighed. "Fine, five."

Greg smiled in defeat, then turned to Scot. "You in?"

Scot looked sympathetically at Graycee, then slowly nodded. "Fine. But Greg? FYI, you're a rat."

Bingo. I almost laughed. Before he weakened, right? Well now, he just cracked. Greg liked Scot and she hated him for what he was doing, making us leave early. All he wanted was her approval. He didn't have it, and the only way he could get it was by staying as long as we had to.

Greg looked at all of us one by one. Then he sighed. "Be that way! Fine! You guys win!"

Scot smiled and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Thanks," she said. "You're sweet." Then she turned and started walking away.

"Where are you going?" Graycee called.

Scot turned around and shrugged. "Well, we aren't going to find anyone by standing around. Let's go look! The sooner we find her, the sooner we get back to reality."

"Reality," Greg muttered as we started after her. "Does it even exist?"