Chapter 3: Cars don't...stand
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Chapter 3: Cars don't...stand
I stayed around the Witwicky's for a few days. I saw my brother, briefly, but he never really looked back, or said hi. So I decided to ignore him. The Witwicky's was so nice, especially Judy. She was so kind to let me stay around for about two nights and days. I hadn't finished school for that week. Judy very kindly rang up and explained what happened. The school said that it was fine, because apparently 'I will be depressed at this time' Well the school is very wrong. Im not really depressed or suicidal or whatever they said. I was, of course upset and worried, but I tried to keep going. I really am. I was putting on a brave face and trying to carry on.
When Sam come back from school Friday, he offered me (again) to come to this Lake Party tomorrow. At first I didn't really feel like it, but then again maybe it would be fun to hang with Sam and Miles Saturday. So I decided that I would go.
That morning I was awoke by Sam. I sat up on the sofa and smiled at Sam. I still slept on the sofa, I couldn't make someone sleep on the sofa in there own home, when they have a bed. I folded the quilt and blankets and put them on a tidy pile on one side of the sofa. I changed in the bathroom. I put on, a pair of blue skinnys and my converse, i added a white flowery summer top, it was quite warm here in the summer, so I didn't take a jacket or anything. I plaited my hair and pulled it round my one shoulder.
I walked into the Sam's room and saw Sam talking away to his Chihuahua, Mojo.
"All right, Mojo. I got the I need the girl. I need money to take out the girl is what I need" He walked over to his computer and turned the screen on "Zero . Broke." He signed.
I spoke up a little "Hey, Sam. If you really need some money, I could lend you some. Or you know, give you an early Christmas gift or something?" I walked towards him, fiddling with my hands a little.
Sam smiled but shook his head "I couldn't take money from you, Clara. Plus I'm sure some idiot will bid for those crappy glasses ..hopefully" I laughed a little, then Sam picked up Mojo's pain killers for his back leg. "Come on, Mojo. You want your pain pills?" Sam wandered off, to I presumed was Mojo's pain pills. He took a while and I swear I could hear Sam talking to him self.
He come back and handed Mojo a small pill to his mouth. "It's like clockwork. All right, I know you get wasted on these things,but if you piss in my bed again, you're sleeping outside. Okay? That's it for today. No more. Crackhead." I laughed as Sam spoke to his dog. It was quite funny to watch him do so.
Sam then called me and we headed downstairs and into the garden. I followed Sam over the lawn to the Camaro.
"Ron, this one is uneven." I heard Judy speak as we started to walk along the grass.
"Yeah. Probably." I heard Mr. Witwicky reply.
"This one is wobbly" I heard Judy complain again
"Yeah. I'll take care of that real soon."
"Couldn't we have hired a professional?"
"Sam..." Me and Sam both looked to Mr. Witwicky when he addressed Sam.
"What?" Sam then questioned.
"I do not like footprints on my grass." Ron said, sounding quite annoyed. I looked down and realised I was also on their grass. I quickly skipped over to the path or whatever, hoping that Mr. Witwicky didn't see me.
"What foot... There's no footprints." Sam argued. I looked over and saw that Sam was correct, we wasn't leaving any footprints.
"That's why I built my why don't you go from my grass onto my path, okay?" Mr. Witwicky gestured with his hands to the grass then his path. Which he then noticed me "See, Clara knows what a path is for"
"It's family grass, Dad. And I know what a path is for" Sam rolled his eyes then looked at me quickly. He signed and walked over time on the path,and we both walked past Judy.
"This... I can't do it anymore. You're putting girl jewelry on a boy dog." Sam shoved his hands in Mojo's direction. I smiled a little bit, he did look a little girly,anyone would think its a female dog,unless it looked under..that certain place.
"What?" Mrs. Witwicky asked, like she didn't know what Sam was on about.
"He's got enough self-esteem issues as a Chihuahua, Mom." I snorted a little, I didn't mean to,I just found it funny what Sam had said.
"That's his bliiiing" Judy smiled. Sam just rolled his eyes, grabbed me and walked over to the Camaro.
"I want you home at 11:00!" Ron called to Sam "You as well Clara!"
"Yeah, all right." Sam answered, looking at me like 'Why'.
"Please, for the love of God, drive safely." I heard Mrs. Witwicky yell as I climbed into the passenger seat.
"Seat belt on!" Sam checked and then looked down "Oh well, my seatbelt doesn't work. Does yours Clara?"
I shurgged "I don't know" I pulled around the belt and tried pushing into the plug, the darn thing was also broke. I was about to tell Sam,when the seatbelt plug made a click! And then it just worked? It didn't make sense, maybe had the belt the wrong way, because it wasn't fitting just now "Yeah, it works Sam" I said, a little unsure.
Sam nodded "Cool. Don't worry though. Technically you wouldn't need it. I am an excellent driver, and I'm pretty sure I will never crash" I raised my eyebrow at Sam "Oh, right. Lets go" He started up the Camaro and I looked into the side mirror to see a puff of black smoke leaving the exhaust pipe as Sam drove out of the drive and on the road.
Not long afterwards we had picked up Miles. Both me and Sam had pleaded him to act normal! Don't get me wrong, Miles is a great friend, he can just really embarrass you sometimes.
I folded my arms a little. Miles wouldn't shut up about riding shot gun. I was sat in the passenger seat before him. Hell, even before Sam bought the car. But Miles kept going on and on so I ended up sitting in the back seats, just to quiet him.
I signed and poked Miles head a little. He turned around and nodded at me "Yeah?"
I fake pouted a bit "So, why am I sat here again? I didn't recall you calling shot gun"
"Because I'm a guy and chicks seem quieter in the back" My eyebrows had shot up at that point. "Oh and Shotgun!"
"What!" I sat up straight and felt like punching him one. "You ever rode in a car with a 'chick' before, Miles. It certainly does not seem like it"
"Course I have" He stated then turned away from me, facing the front and starting a conversation with Sam. How rude, Miles!
"Dude, are you sure we're invited to this party?" He asked Sam, looking out the window. I looked out the window too, to see a lot of young people around our age. They was hanging out, some was drinking eating or playing some type of sports.
"Of course, Miles. It's a lake. Public property." Sam assured him. I pulled a 'not bad' face. Sam was right. This was a Public place, we couldn't be invited to some public lake. Anyone could go there.
We then all got out the car. Sam looked at himself, checking himself over and over while Miles smiled at everyone who glanced at him. I looked down at myself and cringed when I realized I was wearing Jeans. Every other girl here was either wearing shorts or skirts, oh well.
Sam then turned to me and Miles and started to act scared but excited. "Oh, my , my God, dude, Mikaela's here. Just don't do anything weird, all right?" He looked at Miles especially when he said about the weird part. Sam pulled at his shirt a little and kept folding down the collar. "I'm good, right?" He asked me and Miles.
"Yeah, you're good." Miles smiled. I nodded in agreement and smiled at Sam "She would be a fool not to see you"
"Okay." He nodded "Thanks, Clara" We all three then walked over to where Mikaela was and a gang of boys. We stopped by a tree and Miles threw off his shirt? I thought he was going to attack someone, but no. He started to climb the freaking tree...embarrassing..
Thats when I noticed Trent in the crowd. With his stupid smug face and, what type of hairstlye was that again? "Hey, guys, check it out." I heard him say, when he and about 3 other boys followed him over to us. Acting all friendly and crap.
"Oh, hi." Sam said awkwardly, but I could see he was trying to act cool. I waved and smiled "Hi, Trent"
Trent actually ignored me, he gave me a right glare though,before turning to Sam and talking to him "Hey, bro. That car. It's nice." God, I hated this boys sarcasm. That Camaro, in my opinion looked awesome. I hated that Trent dissed it. " Hey. So, what are you guys doing here?"
"We're here to climb this tree." Sam nodded at Miles, whose face was turning red where he was now hanging upside down. I nodded "Yeah, you know. Showing your big kid side"
"I see that. It looks... It looks fun." Trent gave me and Sam this weird look, he probably thought we was both freaks before. But now?
"Yeah." Sam said awkwardly.
"You know, I thought I recognized you. You tried out for the football team last year, right?" Trent seemed to smirk. I glared at him a little. I don't know what happened, but i reckon poor Sam got hurt or something.
"Oh, no, no, that... No. That wasn't like a real tryout. I was researching a book I was writing." Sam shook his head a little. I raised my eyebrow at Sam a little. A book? Right. That so convincing, you'll have to be real dumb to believe him. I turned to Sam and acted along "I forgot about that book. Its quite good" I smiled at Trent.
"Oh, yeah?" Trent asked.
"Yeah" Sam and I said in unison.
"Yeah? What's it about? Sucking at sports?" Trent snorted along with his other buff friends. I just glared at him a little.
"No, it's about the link between brain damage and , it's a good book. Your friends'll love it. You know, it's got mazes in it and,you know, little coloring areas, sections, pop-up pictures. It's a lot of fun." Sam made little hand signals with his hands, demonstrating a kids books.
I nodded along with Sam "You know, I read one similar to that when I was-what 4? Or did my Mum read it to me?"
"That's funny." Trent growled and stepped towards me and Sam, closing the gap between us. I was ready to stop this guy from hurting Sam by any means. I mean, Im not Miles. I would atleast try to stop anyone from hurting my friends.
By that point Mikaela had moved away from Trent's big black truck and walked over to us. She looked beautiful, I had to admit. She was tanned, and had long black hair. Her eyes, from what I could tell was a dark green and she had full lips. She quickly stood in between Sam and Trent "Okay, okay. You know what? Stop."
Sam looked impatiently at Miles and spoke to him quietly but quickly "You got to get out of the tree right now. Get...Just get out of the tree right now, please. What are you doing?" Sam had asked when Miles jumped down with a dumb smile on his face..
"Did you see that dismount?All the chicks were watching." Miles grinned.
I gave Miles a look "They was probably looking and thinking how stupid you looked, Miles!"I hissed at him.
"You're making me look like an idiot. We all looked like idiots just now." Sam signed. "Lets just go back to mine, or something we can hang there." Me and Miles nodded in agreement and we made our way back over to the Camaro. Miles dived through the window head first and sat in the passenger seat. I just looked at Sam and he shurgged walking over to the driver door and leaning against it. I signed and leaned against the hood. I looked over at Sam who was watching Mikaela admiringly. I felt so sorry for Sam..she was perfect. She's pretty and wore short shorts and crop tops and had a great body, and she showed it. Making Sam want her more.
All of a sudden I heard the radio turn on and I looked through the window thinking that Miles had turned it on, but he held up his hands and shurgged. I heard the radio sing "Who's gonna drive you home, tonight?"
Miles leaned over to Sam "Hey, man, what's wrong with your radio?" He asked. I by now realised that Sam's radio needing fixing. It had played songs randomly a few times and I didn't get it.
"I'm gonna drive her home tonight." Sam said, watching as Mikaela was now walking down by herself. I then knitted my eyebrows together and looked to stare at the car. The song matched perfectly with Sam and Mikaela walking by herself...weird.
"What?She's an evil jock concubine, man. Let her hitchhike." I glared at Miles through the window. She maybe is, but couldn't he tell that his friend had a major crush on that girl.
"She lives 10 miles from here, okay It's my only got to be understanding here, all right?" Sam then turned to Miles and looking straight at him. Wait, was Sam kicking Miles out?
"All right. We'll put her in the back. I'll be quiet." Miles shurgged.
"Did you say, "Put her in the back"?" Sam asked, clearly annoyed.
"I called shotgun." Miles said.
I then walked around to the passenger door "Shotgun doesn't work, Miles. Now, me and you and gonna catch a bus, or hitchhike. Alright. This is Sam's right moment to talk to that girl. Now lets go!"
"I'm not putting her in the got to get out of my car." Sam pleaded him then he tilted his head at me "Your not gonna hitchhike. With Miles, I can't let you do that. Clara you can stay" I smiled a little. But I didn't understand why Sam didn't kick me out.
"That's a party foul." Miles complained, still not moving from the car. So I just rolled my eyes and opened the door for him.
"What rules?" Sam asked.
"Bros before hos." Miles said, like it was obvious.
I raised an eyebrow at Miles. "That's a stupid rule, and Mikaela is not a 'ho' "
"Miles, I'm begging you to get out of my car. Okay?" Sam put his hands together, trying to hurry him out.
"You can't do this to me. How come Clara can stay!" He complained.
"You got to get out of my car right now! And of course Clara can. She is a girl, I'm not gonna leave her to get home when she lives right next door. Plus shes a girl, you don't know what creeps are out there. Now get out! Clara you can come"
Miles then finally stepped out the car! I waved bye to him. To be honest how annoying he had been today, I didn't really care that much about him being left behind. I moved the passenger seat forward and climbed in the back. Then I hit Sam's shoulder "Go, Sam!" The radio still playing ' Who's Gonna Drive You Home'
We finally was off and Sam quickly rolled down the passenger window and pulled up beside Mikaela. "Mikaela!" She glanced at him a little but continued to walk, Sam still had to drive to continue to talks to her. " It's Sam. Witwicky. I hope I didn't get you stranded or anything." She shook her head a little but still didn't look at Sam. How rude "You sure? So, listen, I was wondering if I could ride you home. I mean, give you a ride home in my car, to your house." Sam cringed a little, getting all flustered. Mikaela stopped,I could tell she was thinking about it. She then nodded and Sam happily opened the door for her to get in. "There you go. So..."
"I can't believe that I'm here right now." Mikaela said simply. I raised my eyebrows a little. Sam wasn't a loser that no one would wanna see dead with. He was actually awesome! And some people was too stupid to see that.
"You can duck down if you want.I mean, it won't hurt my feelings." I smiled to the back of Sam's head. See? How sweet is that.
"Oh, no, no, no. I didn't mean here with you.I just meant here, like, in this situation,this same situation that I'm always in.'Cause, I don't know, I guess I just have a weakness for hot guys,for tight abs and really big arms." I signed a little. Thank God, she didn't mean with Sam, in his car.
"Big arms?Well, there's a couple new additions in the , I just put in that light there. And that disco ball. And so the light reflects off the disco ball." Sam flexed his arms a little, pointing towards his disco ball and the light in the back seat. What a lier, that disco ball along with the bumblebee air fresher was here when he bought it. Obviously he was showing off his arms.
"Yeah. Are you new to school this year? It's your first year here?" Mikaela asked, trying to change the subject. I kinda awkwardly wanted to sink into the seats.
"Oh, no, no. Its Clara's. But we've been in the same school since first grade." Mikaela smiled at me and I returned with a grin and a wave.
She then looked at Sam and tilted her head a little " Really?"
"Yeah" Sam said.
"Yeah, a long , do we have any classes together?" She asked. She had to be joking, she was in a few classes me and Sam was in. And I saw her there!
"Yeah, Yeah" Sam nodded.
"Really? Which?" She asked. Okay, she was in the popular group, but surely she recognized Sam.
"History. Language arts. Math. Science." It seemed like that list could go on.
"Sam." She smiled, finally recognising him.
"Sam. Yeah." Sam nodded.
"Sam Wilkicky." She smiled, thinking she had that right.
"Witwicky" I leaned over and corrected her. I couldn't help it, loads of people, even some teachers got his name wrong, and it kinda annoyed me a bit
"God, you know what? I'm so sorry. I just..." She trailed of awkwardly.
"No, it's cool." Sam assured her.
"I just didn't recognize you. And you Clara" She smiled at us both.
"Yeah, well, I mean,that's understandable." Sam shurgged like he didn't really mind at all.
I smiled at Mikaela "So Mikaela..Mikaela-?" I waited for her to answer.
"Mikaela Banes" She smiled and held out her hand.
I smiled and shook her hand "Clara Harper" She smiled back. She didn't seem that bad actually, she was sweet and didn't actually call me and Sam geeks or nerds or losers.
Just then the Camaro decided to mess up! It started to jolt a little and Sam quickly pulled over " No, no, no. No. Come , I'm just working out the kinks. You know, it's a new car." Mikaela nodded, like she understood.
The radio then turned on again and played another random song. 'When I get that feeling I want sexual healing' I widened my eyes and tried to lighten the awkwardness "I hope the radio don't mean you and I Mikaela"
Mikaela just laughed a little and started pulling her hair up a little.
Sam seemed to panic a little "This radio is, like, you know...It's an old radio, too, so..."
The radio then blarred out clearly "Sexual healing!"
Sam then panicked even more and started to talk really really fast "Look, this isn't something that I,you know...I can't get this radio to stop. Look, I wouldn't try this on you. 'Cause this is like a romantic thing that I'm not trying to that you're not worthy of trying something like this on." He looked so scared that Mikaela was getting the wrong idea here.
"No, of course not." She said obviously.
"I'm a friend of yours.I'm not a romantic friend. Romantic friends do this.I mean, I'm not that friend. I mean, we... I could be." I facepalmed and smacked Sam round the back of the head, he needed to just shut up and check the engine.
"I feel good So good!" I stared at the radio with wide eyes. No one even touched it that time, it was starting to freak me out just a little bit.
"Just pop the hood." Mikaela signed and stepped out of the car.
"Stupid. Shut up, shut up, shut up." Sam repeatedly kicked the radio.
I rolled my eyes "That's not how you turn a radio off, Sam" I leaned over and pressed the on/off button. The radio then stopped playing. Sam glared at me a little then stepped out the car, I then followed.
Mikaela lifted the hood of the Camaro and my eyes just widened. Under the hood was a powerful looking engine. I didn't know much about cars, but that engine so didn't suit the old car. Shouldn't the engine look older or less powerful?
"Whoa, nice headers." Mikaela said sounding more surprised then I did. "You've got a high-rise double-pump 's pretty impressive, Sam." I tilted my head a little and furrowed my eyebrows. A high-rise what now?
"Double-pump?" Sam asked. Seems he had no idea what that was either. That made me feel a bit better.
"It squirts the fuel in so you can go faster." Mikaela informed us. I nodded, now that makes sense.
"I like to go faster." Sam said to her. I spotted him looking at her stomach and her body a little.
"And it looks like your distributor cap's a little loose." She leant right over and tightened it up so it wasn't loose.
"Yeah? How'd you know that?" Sam asked. I titled my head a little. How did Mikaela know that and Sam didn't?
"My dad. He was a real grease monkey. He taught me all about this. I could take it all apart, clean it put it back together." She looked up to Sam and smiled a little.
"That's weird. I just wouldn't peg you for mechanical." Sam quickly leaned over the otherside of the hood and mouthed ' Oh, my God.' I smiled at Sam a little and turned back to Mikaela as she continued to speak.
"Well, you know, I don't really broadcast it. Guys don't like it when you know more about cars than they do. Especially not Trent. He hates it." She looked back to Sam again.
"Yeah, no, I'm cool with, you know,females working on my engine.I prefer it, actually." I raised my eyebrows at Sam. He sometimes needed to think things through.
"Okay. You want to fire it up for me?" Mikaela asked.
Sam nodded and quickly ran to the driver side and tried started the Camaro up"Oh, yeah, yeah, no problem."
"Thanks." Mikaela smiled and looked at me.
I just shrugged a little "His weird. I know" I laughed a little.
"You know, if Trent's such a jerk, why do you hang out with him?" Sam called to Mikaela.
Mikaela had her arm on the hood and she signed looking quite upset "You know what? I'm just...I'm gonna walk. Good luck with your car." She picked up her bag from the passenger window. She smiled at me a little "See you" She waved at us both and walked down the road.
"Oh, God, no, no, no, no, no, no. Come on, please. Please, you gotta work for me now. Don't let her walk away. Come on,come on, come on. Please, please." Sam kept pleaded the car to work and re-trying to start the Camaro up.
I jumped into the passenger seat and patted the dashboard "Come on, pretty little Camaro! Sam needs you right now!"
Just then the radio roared to life! And so did the engine! The radio sung "Baby come back! any kind of fool could see"
Sam quickly pushed his foot on the acceleration and skids around calling for Mikaela "Hey!"
I quickly grinned at Sam then laughed at the radio "Good song.." I quickly flipped over into the back seats and watched as I saw Mikalea turned around and saw us coming. She was laughing a little but she continued to walk.
The radio continued to sing "There was something in everything about you Baby come back! you can blame it all on me"
"Hey! Wait a second!" Sam continued to yell.
"I was wrong and I just can't live without you!" Was the last thing the radio sung as Mikaela climbed back into the car with us.
The car ride to Mikaela's home didn't take that long for 10 miles. Me Mikaela and Sam spoke loads. Mikaela was really nice, and she was so down to earth type of girl. Her and Sam spoke more and than I and her, but they both got along so well and I liked to listen to them bond. Mikaela spoke more to us now and our conversations didn't seem as awkward as when we first spoke.
It didn't take long, Sam had followed Mikaela's directions to her home. It wasn't far from where me and Sam lived but it wasn't as tidy looking.
"There it is." Sam parked outside her trailer.
"I had fun. So, you know, thanks for listening." She smiled at me then Sam.
"Oh, yeah, yeah." Sam replied.
Mikaela turned to face Sam inperticluar and I sank into the seats a little. Pretending I wasn't there. "You... You think I'm shallow?
"I think you're... No, no, no.I think there's a lot more than meets the eye with you..." Sam said, a little bit awkwardly.
I shrunk down deeper into the seats. I then squished myself in the feet space of the car back seats.
I heard Mikaela say "Okay.."
I heard Sam say back "Yeah"
"All right, I'll see you at school." I heard Mikaela move a little "You too Clara" I looked up a little and quickly sat back on the seat "See you around, Mikaela" I smiled.
"All right." Sam smiled and watched as Mikaela exited the car and walked up her porch. She turned around and waved at us. Sam smiled and punched the steering wheel. "That's stupid. That was a stupid line. 'There's more than meets the eye with you.' Stupid." Mikaela turned and whist smiling waved to Sam. Sam smiled and said happily " Oh, my God. I love my car."
I laughed and patted Sam's shoulder "Shes awesome, Sam. If I was 'one of the guys' or whatever..I would say 'Go get her Sam!' Or I don't know" I laughed a bit.
Sam laughed and grinned at me then held the steering wheel "I love this car!"
When me and Sam got home he wouldn't stop talking about Mikaela. I honestly didn't mind, he seemed really happy, and I of course was happy for him. But the subject was getting rather boring.
Judy allowed me to stay around again and we had a nice chat at tea. I had to make up this whole story about the lake party. I don't know why, but Sam didn't want me to mention Mikaela yet. Maybe he didn't want his parents knowing yet. They don't really seem the fussing over type though.
I said night to Sam before he went to bed. I didn't bother changing into night clothes yet. I just sat and watched TV for a while. It was quite a warm night so I just stayed in my skinny jeans and white flowery top. I signed as I flicked through the late night TV channels, there wasn't anything good on at all. Maybe an episode of Family Guy, but I already seen that one millions of times.
I rubbed my eyes a little and ran a hand through my hair. I pulled my hair up into a high ponytail. I grabbed my zip up hoodie, slipped on my converse and headed outside. I went in the back garden and sat on the edge of the path for a while and just stared up into the sky. It was clear coldish night and I could see almost every star in the sky. I recognized some star, you know like the stories of the Gods. Like Leo the lion, and Zeus and Hercules and Orion the great warrior. I signed a little and smiled, me and Mum use to watch the stars whenever we could. Me her and even Jensen use to just lay out in the garden with hot chocolate. She use to tell us all the stories about every star and galaxy. I don't remember them all, but my favourite was Orion.
I was pulled away from my thoughts when I heard the engine of the Camaro start up. I tilted my head a little and turned my head to the drive. Was Sam going for a late night drive or something? I heard Sam shout from his bedroom window.
"Oh, God. No, no, no, no, no, no, no! That's my car!" I shouted to Sam.
"Sam! Quick, someone's stealing your car!"
"No!" I heard Sam yell as I heard him running out the house. I ran to him and joined him at the front porch.
"Oh my Gosh! Sam! I was right outside! And they stole it!" I panicked.
"No, no, no, no." Sam ran a hand through his hair and looked around "Okay, quick. Grab your bike!" Sam grabbed his bike and started to pish it along, and then I joined him with my own light blue bicycle.
"Dad, call the cops!" Sam called to his house. I don't even know if Ron heard, but I followed Sam down the cold dark street, following his stolen car.
"Where you going with my car, buddy? Where you going?" Sam asked. I quickly stayed behind Sam. Having a hard time keeping up.
"I'm sure the their cant hear you!" I yelled to Sam.
Sam glared a little "Should I call the cops?" I nodded and as we continued to follow the stolen Camaro to God knows where, Sam pulled out his phone and dialed 911 "Hello? 911 emergency!My car has been stolen! I'm in pursuit! Right! I need all units, the whole squadron. Bring everyone!" Sam didn't say anything for a while then shouted at the phone. "No, don't ask me questions, all right? My father's the head of the neighborhood watch!"
Me and Sam continued to follows the Camaro into an old looking train station. I looked over to Sam "Hey, you know in Uk, to call the police you dial 999 instead" Sam just gave me an old glare and stopped his bike as a train rode past.
I threw my bike to the ground along with Sam's. We both waited until the train had past and quickly ran along the tracks. Sam slowed down as we entered into a junk yard looking place. It looked old and no one has visited this place for years, with old run down buildings and ruble.
Me and Sam bent down behind a few piles of something that was covered up. We both slowly stood up, a bright light hit our faces.
My eyes widened to what I saw! I couldn't believe it..it was very un expected. There before me was a giant yellow alien robot! It was standing at atleast 15ft tall and was shining some type of light into the sky, it wasn't clear but it looked like a weird face symbol. Like the one on the steering wheel of the Camaro! I gasped and covered my mouth..Sam's car wasn't a car..
"Oh, my God." I heard Sam whisper beside me. He quickly ducked down and I could his breathing getting faster. Sam then pulled me down beside him. But I wanted to continue to look at the robot infront of us.
Sam pulled out his phone and held it to his face "My name is Sam Witwicky, and I'm with Clara Harper. Whoever finds this, my car is alive,okay?" He then held his phone up over the covered tyres or whatever, showing the phone the robot "You saw that? Since this is my last words on Earth, I just wanna say, Mom, Dad, I love you, and if you find Busty Beauties under my bed, it wasn't mine. " Busty Beauties? I have Sam a weird look, then he continued " I'm holding it for Miles. No, no, wait that...Okay, that's not true. It's mine and Uncle Charles gave it to me. I'm sorry. Mojo, I love you." Sam closed his phone and signed then looked at me "Come on, lets go" He grabbed my hand and dragged me away from our current spot. I quickly glanced at the robot one more time before me and Sam sneaked around a corned and saw two vicious looking dogs chained to an old falling down wall.
Sam was shhiing quietly when both dogs barked at us and started to growl. I gripped onto Sam's shirt slightly. I hated viscous scaring looking dogs. Me and Sam slowly backed up when the dogs lashed at us and started to chase us!
We both ran as fast as our legs could carry us. Sam was practically pulling me along.
"No! No! No! No!" Sam yelled at the dogs. We ran into a old rusty circular shelter. Me and Sam rushed in the dogs still on our tails!
"Oh, my , you're a good dog Good dog! Good dog!" Sam pulled me up onto some oils drums while the dogs repeatedly barked and yapped at our feet. Me and Sam kept jumping and moving our feet out the way.
That was then Used-To-Be-Robot then drove in as the Chevy Camaro. I caught my breath. It was driving by itself! And it was coming for us two! "Oh, my God Whoa! Hey, hey, hey! All right! Oh! No! No! Okay." Surprisingly the Camaro knocked the two dogs over and skid to the side of us. " Please, please don't kill us! I'm sorry! Take the keys! I don't want them! Car's yours!" Sam yelled and threw the keys at the car.
We both then ran past the Camaro-Robot and back out into the night. Sam made a sigh of relief when he saw the police car driving our way.
"Listen, listen, listen." The cops shouted at us.
"Good, you're here." Sam smiled.
"Let me see your hands!" The cops yelled at us, pointing guns at us. Me and Sam both slowly raised our hands in confusion.
"No, no, no! It's not us!" Sam defended us both. I nodded "The..guys inside."
"Let me see your hands!" They yelled again.
"The guy's inside!" Sam shouted at them.
"Shut up. Put your hands on your head!" Me and Sam both gulped and decided to just stop talking, putting our hands above our heads "Walk towards the car" Me and Sam walked towards the hood of the cops car. "Put your head on the hood!" Sam signed and put his head on the hood, making a loud bang. I soon copied and winced as my head clashed with the hood of the car.
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And if I don't update before the holidays. Merry Christmas!