CHAPTER 3
I went back and set a date for four days from now. That way we could watch her.
"Hey, what's your favorite food?" Tabitha continued before I could open my mouth. "No, don't tell me I'll guess. I'm good at that."
Rachel looked as if she was going to eat Tabitha. She gave us her address and then we left.
Rachel was barely in composure. Ax, well, Ax well barely in composure as well, but mostly because of all the chocolate.
Rachel was just mad. As soon as we got out of the mall, she looked at me with eyes like fire. Her voice was cold as she whispered to me, "If you wanted to see other people, fine, but you should have told me."
"No Rachel, it's not like that." I struggled to explain. "I think I know her, but I don't know from where. I just get this feeling…"
"Like what, Tobias? You don't think I get feelings? Feelings like seeing a movie then going to dinner without worrying about you demophing? Feelings like wanting to dance and hug? FEELINGS LIKE THAT?" She was mad if her shouting was any indication.
She is dangerous when she is mad. "Look Rachel, it's not like that. I, I really like you Rachel, but she gives me the feeling of, well, family." She stopped there, looking over at Ax, who was working painfully at an alien ball.
You see I don't really have any other family but Ax. He is my uncle. Strange, isn't it? Oh yes. His brother morphed into a human for a long time. He had a wife, and then a kid, me. Then the Ellimist took him back and gave him back his Andalite body and he fought in the war against the yeerks. In the last hour of his life he came to earth and gave five kids the power to morph. We were those five kids.
Now, I, Bird-boy have a centaur for an uncle. This is what is normal for me.
"Family?" I looked into her blue eyes. They were blue like the sky where I lived.
"Yes, family," I answered thinking of my human family who had never been much. As a kid I thought my dad had died. My mom went off when I was about five, and since then I have been passed back and forth between uncles and aunts. None of which are Andalites. Now they think I'm with someone else, and I can fly free, but with one uncle who really cares. "Okay, well if it is a family thing, then we need to get you something to wear, and Ax too, he is going, and I should get something, too."
"You're going," I asked. I was surprised. From the look she gave Tabitha I thought she hated her.
"Of course! She is a very sweet girl, just as long as she isn't competition." Good old Rachel.