Sorry I haven't been writing. I don't have my own computer and my dad works a lot with it. Hope you like! :)

Chapter 5

Cress woke in a pool of sweat. She looked around her dark room, realizing that her Mistress wasn't in the room. She'd just had a nightmare.

Cress threw back her covers and slid out of her soaking bed. She listened for a sound outside her door and poked her head through the small crack. She looked down the corridor and walked only a couple steps when-

"What do you think you're doing?"

Cress nearly jumped out of her skin. "No-nothing, Mistress. I was just thirsty and didn't want to wake you." Cress was shaking and her knees grew weak.

Sybil crossed her arms. "And you feel that you are aloud to get up on your own?" Sybil grabbed Cress's arm and pushed her through the door and took out her keys and locked the poor girl inside. "You aren't to come out until you've packed and to the empty bag on your chair you haven't."

Sybil went back to bed with a smile.

. . .

Cress didn't sleep until her bag was packed with the little items she had, her 3 dresses, hair tie, and her port. She had no belongings besides her port and she spent all her time on it so she was out of the way and didn't do something wrong without knowing it. Cress was deathly afraid of her mistress and didn't want to madden her. Whenever she was mad, her mistress would take her port and make her sleep outside. Her mistress has broken 3 of her ports in one week once. She kept buying her more because she would wander the house trying to find something to do. She would mess with her hair and do all kinds of stuff to it when Cress got bored of her port.

In the morning, Cress got dressed in her favorite dress and braided her hair and went to eat her breakfast.

Cress ate fast, she was getting excited that she was leaving her horrid home and it will just be her and her port and computers. Cress ate the last of her sandwich and went to get her bag but didn't see Sybil and ran right into her mistress.

"I'm so sor-"

Sybil's eyes were full of anger, she grabbed Cress's arm and bent down in her face. "Watch where you're going you little brat!" Sybil gripped Cress's arm to tightly and Cress squirmed uncomfortably. "Are you listening to me?" Her mistress boomed. "I'm trying to talk to you!"

Cress yelled, "YOUR HURTING ME!" Sybil's anger melted into astonishment. Cress took advantage of this and yanked her arm out of her loosened grasp. Cress rubbed her bruised arm.

"Go get your bag, brat." With that, her mistress left the room.

Cress was as astonished as her mistress. She ran to her room with a huge grin on her face and grabbed her bag.

. . .

Sybil led Cress to her pod ship. She couldn't wait for when the pod ship leaves, she wouldn't have to deal with the little brat any longer. But, she will have to find another brat to work for her around the house. Great.

Cress had other things on her mind. Escaping her mistress's clutches.

Her mistress led her to the pod ship and inside with a swipe of her hand the door opened. There was all the supplies, food, water bottles, a couple extra ports, first aid, etc. Cress looked at the food happily. There was actual food instead of the scraps (literally, Sybil fed her the remnants of her food) Sybil fed her. She was using all her energy to look calm and unhappy for she was happier than a child on Christmas. She was bouncing her leg excitedly.

Sybil grimaced. The girl's bouncing leg was giving her a migraine. Sybil laid her head on the car window, hoping that when the girl is gone, her life will be peaceful. Though she has to go and visit her she will still only be there for an hour or 2. Ugh. This is terrible! I hope the pod crashes on a planet full of flesh eating aliens. Sybil thought to herself. She smiled.

Totally oblivious to her mistress's thoughts, Cress looked out the window and saw the shining pod ship the was to aboard and take to her new home.

"We are here, Mistress." The driver told Sybil. "The pod ship is ready for take off." The driver got out and opened the door for mistress and Cress.

"Thank you." Cress said sweetly.

The driver smiled. "Your very welcome, My Dear."

"Madlynn! She's a Shell. Don't speak to her!" Sybil boomed. "She could be contagious."

"I'm sorry. Your beautiful. Don't let her get you down-" The driver was halled away by security guards.

"Go." Her mistress pointed to the ship awaiting her. "Now!"

Cress walked to the ship's door and opened it and stepped inside. All of the supplies and her bag was inside and all she had to do was buckle up and the driver will take her to her satellite.

"Buckle up!" The driver yelled from the other end of the pod.

Cress seated herself by a window and buckled. She then waited.

The pod ship jerked and then flew off out into oblivion.