Woopdeedoo I'm writing again! Sorry that it took so long to write for some
of my adoring (not) fans. I was taking a break from writing, to do
schoolwork, beat my brother up (or the other way around), sleep, do more
schoolwork, watch TV, do schoolwork, and schoolwork. These finals are going
to KILL me. Oh yeah, I don't own any characters only the ones you don't
recognize (duh). Ok. And now, back to our program.
Chapter 3
Kirel and Jerael raced down the streets while the townsfolk wondered why two girls from Wyverly were off school grounds. Only another mile to go thought the tired Kirel, and then I can find mother and I'll be happy again, if that is I can make it to the Wall before collapsing from heatstroke she laughed.
"Kirel, break, please!" panted a very tired Jerael.
They slowed to a halt in front of a quaint little coffee shop. As they walked in the wonderful smells of cinnamon, chocolate, and coffee beans filled their senses. They sat down at a small table to catch their breath when a small old lady came up to their table.
"What'll you have girls," she said cheerfully, "Our special is a cinabun and large decaf combo. I would also recommend the lemon meringue pie, my favorite."
"Oh we only stopped to take a rest but I guess we'll have two cinabuns, not the special though." Kirel said smiling, though what was a cinabun. It was hard not to smile in the quite atmosphere.
"Well I'll be back soon, and by the way there is a newspaper stand over yonder if you want to take a look at today's news." She said and walked off into the kitchen in the back.
"Kirel, we have to go before the teachers find out we're gone!" Jerael said nervously, taking her backpack off her shoulders. "We have to go. Hello, anyone home?" Kirel was not paying any attention to her anymore; a man she recognized had just walked into the room. She didn't know how she knew it was him because he was covered head to toe in long jackets.
"Sam?!" she cried and ran towards him.
"Kirel?" Sam said astonished and pulled his long, black coat off him. "Kirel, shush. You'll blow my cover. And what are you doing here? You're supposed to be at school, aren't you?"
She giggled, "Funny you should ask that. Well anyway, why are you here? Were you coming to save me from school? Where is Lirael?"
The last statement made a cold frown cross Sam's face as he looked over her shoulder and out the window. "Kirel, come with me, your friend too." He grabbed her hand and dragged her out the door, Jerael following close behind. Kirel watched the old lady come to the empty table with two yummy looking pastries through the window.
He pulled her along for quite a long time until they reached a small black car. He pulled her into the car and waited until Jerael got in before he sped off.
"Sam, is everything ok back home? Is my mom alright?"
Sam looked over to Kirel and asked her to save the questions for later. She contemplated what was going on for a little bit but gave up after a little while to the sound of sirens. She looked into the rear-view mirror to see three police cars and five regular cars following them.
"Sam, what is going on!?"
"I'll explain everything once we cross the Wall. For know just stay low and beneath the open windows." Sam yelled over all the noise.
Kirel ducked as a bullet passed threw the window and only inches above her head. She looked at Jerael curled up in a ball on the floor of the car. Kirel joined her there.
"Kirel, what's going on?!" she screamed.
"I don't know, but Sam says not to worry. Just stay low."
"Are you sure we can trust him?"
Jerael, he's my cousin, of course we can. I'm just a little worried why he is in such a hurry though."
With that she closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on seeing her mother soon.
Chapter 3
Kirel and Jerael raced down the streets while the townsfolk wondered why two girls from Wyverly were off school grounds. Only another mile to go thought the tired Kirel, and then I can find mother and I'll be happy again, if that is I can make it to the Wall before collapsing from heatstroke she laughed.
"Kirel, break, please!" panted a very tired Jerael.
They slowed to a halt in front of a quaint little coffee shop. As they walked in the wonderful smells of cinnamon, chocolate, and coffee beans filled their senses. They sat down at a small table to catch their breath when a small old lady came up to their table.
"What'll you have girls," she said cheerfully, "Our special is a cinabun and large decaf combo. I would also recommend the lemon meringue pie, my favorite."
"Oh we only stopped to take a rest but I guess we'll have two cinabuns, not the special though." Kirel said smiling, though what was a cinabun. It was hard not to smile in the quite atmosphere.
"Well I'll be back soon, and by the way there is a newspaper stand over yonder if you want to take a look at today's news." She said and walked off into the kitchen in the back.
"Kirel, we have to go before the teachers find out we're gone!" Jerael said nervously, taking her backpack off her shoulders. "We have to go. Hello, anyone home?" Kirel was not paying any attention to her anymore; a man she recognized had just walked into the room. She didn't know how she knew it was him because he was covered head to toe in long jackets.
"Sam?!" she cried and ran towards him.
"Kirel?" Sam said astonished and pulled his long, black coat off him. "Kirel, shush. You'll blow my cover. And what are you doing here? You're supposed to be at school, aren't you?"
She giggled, "Funny you should ask that. Well anyway, why are you here? Were you coming to save me from school? Where is Lirael?"
The last statement made a cold frown cross Sam's face as he looked over her shoulder and out the window. "Kirel, come with me, your friend too." He grabbed her hand and dragged her out the door, Jerael following close behind. Kirel watched the old lady come to the empty table with two yummy looking pastries through the window.
He pulled her along for quite a long time until they reached a small black car. He pulled her into the car and waited until Jerael got in before he sped off.
"Sam, is everything ok back home? Is my mom alright?"
Sam looked over to Kirel and asked her to save the questions for later. She contemplated what was going on for a little bit but gave up after a little while to the sound of sirens. She looked into the rear-view mirror to see three police cars and five regular cars following them.
"Sam, what is going on!?"
"I'll explain everything once we cross the Wall. For know just stay low and beneath the open windows." Sam yelled over all the noise.
Kirel ducked as a bullet passed threw the window and only inches above her head. She looked at Jerael curled up in a ball on the floor of the car. Kirel joined her there.
"Kirel, what's going on?!" she screamed.
"I don't know, but Sam says not to worry. Just stay low."
"Are you sure we can trust him?"
Jerael, he's my cousin, of course we can. I'm just a little worried why he is in such a hurry though."
With that she closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on seeing her mother soon.