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"Speech"

*Emphasis*

Thought-speak

::Thought::

"JORDAN! JORDAN, WHERE ARE YOU?!" I screamed. Luckily, my mom had been pulling out of the driveway when I got home, so she wasn't there while I was shouting. Also, Sara was at a friend's house, and Jordan was old enough to stay home alone. It was just us two.

Rach? Rachel, I'm in my room. Hurry, Rachel!

Bursting into her room, I saw a huge white dog whimpering something horrible. ::Oh no… Jordan found the box… she has the power to morph… she *could* join the Animorphs… no. Absolutely not. It's bad enough with me. I refuse to put my own sister's life in danger. Okay… focus. Get Jordan to demorph.::

"Okay. Jordan? I need you to think about what you look like as a human. Focus on your hair, face, hands, feet, everything. All right? Just do that for now, and I'll explain everything once you are through. Do it, now," I said in my calmest talking-to-a-psycho-dude voice.

With many nasty crunches, swishes, and grinding noises, my sister was back to normal, with the exception of her shredded clothes.

"Oh, Rachel! What just happened? Wait… don't… don't answer that quite yet," Jordan said, and then ran quickly out of her room and into the bathroom. Her lunch had a date with the toilet.

When she was out we embraced for a long time.

"Rachel, what the freak happened to me?" Jordan asked, puzzled.

"Jordan, come in my room. I have to show you something," I replied.

We walked into my room, and my sister sat down on my bed.

"You aren't alone. Me and four of my friends can do that. It's called morphing. Just watch and don't scream, or throw up, please."

With that, I changed into my morphing outfit and started morphing into the closest thing to a human that I had… a chimp! My blonde hair was sucked up like spaghetti into a hungry mouth. My two big toes migrated to the sides of the arches on my feet, which narrowed. I grew short brown hair all over except my chest and belly.

See? You're not alone, I said, and then demorphed.

~~30 minutes later~~

I had explained to Jordan everything about the Yeerks, Andalites, the morphing technology, and last, but not least, the Animorphs. Also, about Tom, my cousin, Jake's brother. He was a controller, which was fairly disappointing.

"Oh my gosh… well, I guess that explains all the times that I've heard you talking to yourself- well, Tobias- at night," she mentioned.

"Yeah, about that…" I joked.

"Well, I guess this means you want me to be in the Animorphs?" Jordan asked, half-hopefully.

"No!" I replied quickly. "Absolutely not! I mean, you would be helpful, but there is not a chance in the world that I'm going to make you, press you, or even suggest to you to join the Animorphs. In fact, I'd feel more comfortable if you didn't. Actually… you like those 'Spy Kid' movies, right?"

"Um… no, not really. But go on."

"Okay. Have I explained The Sharing yet?"

"No. Hey, isn't that the club that Tom is in?" Jordan asked inquiringly.

"Yes," I replied. "It is actually a secret organization by the Yeerks to get more hosts. That's how Tom became one. Well, you know how Aunt Tricia and them just found a squirrel and they named Killer? Well, maybe you could morph a squirrel, and spy on The Sharing! Or a sparrow and fly around. Or maybe both…"

~Later at a meeting~

When I walked into the meeting, Jordan was following behind me. As soon as Ax saw my sister, there was a blade at her throat.

"Rachel! Rachel, help!" she cried.

"Whoa! Ax, knock it off, dude. She's my sister," I said, and pulled Jordan away. "She knows all about the Animorphs. I'll explain later."

"Is it 'Bring a Friend day?" Marco asked jokingly. "If so, I should have brought the cockroach I found in my cereal box this morning."

"Ew!" explained Jordan.

"You sure you didn't find a mirror?" I accused.

Marco just rolled his eyes.

"Um, hi Jordan…" Jake said. "What are you doing here?"

"I found out about everything. But it's okay. What am I gonna do? Shove a slug in my ear for the heck of it?" Jordan retorted.

Cassie had been completely silent.

"Rachel," she said. "I need to speak to you."

"Yeah, okay."

Cassie took me over to the stalls.

"Even if it isn't your fault about how she found out, it's dangerous, isn't it? She's a little small and- and mean as it may sound- weak. Too weak, in fact, to fend off Hork-Bijar. This isn't good, Rach. Not good at all. She could endanger herself, us, the planet, the entire universe."

"Not if she doesn't fight." I said and walked back to the rest.

When I got back to the circle thingy, I told Jake that I needed the floor for a while. Ax was still eying Jordan suspiciously.

"As you can see," I began. "We have a new member. So obviously, she knows about us. How? I'll tell…" and tell, I did. I told them about how she cleaned my room, how she acquired a Great Pyrenees. Everything, including my pland for how she can help…