"What do you think Brooklyn?" Adam asks.

She shakes her head and says. "I'll give her the benefit of the doubt."

*At the smoothie shop* Domino's P.O.V

"So, Domino, tell me how you came to be around here." Brooklyn ask.

"Wait...came to be around here? I don't follow. You mean..like my history? Well, maybe we could talk about our 'talents' at your house or something?" I offer.

/They'll never fall for it!/ Marcus hisses in my mind.

/Shut up, I know what I'm doing!/

"Umm, how about we go to my house." Brooklyn suggests, clearly not trusting me.

"You know what? Never mind." I mumble, and take a drink of her strawberry smoothie. "Now, that question, what do you mean? My history?"

"No, I mean how did you just magically show up after the A/C unit almost fell on Leo, and how did you know about their bionics." She asks, whispering the last part.

/I saw Adam pick up the A/C unit Bree supersoeeded Leo out of the way/ She says in a sarcastic tone, in my mind.

"And as far as just showing up? Uh...walking duh." I say, getting a little nervous. Oh I am such a bad liar.

"Well, how did you know that that would happen at that exact moment, and how did you know where they'd be?" She says, grilling me like a cop or something.

"It was by chance." I say trying not to make my voice rise "Like seeing a halk swoop down, grab a snake, and fly away."

I take another sip of my drink, then my phone beeps.

/Get out of there. Now!/ Marcus's angry voice rings in my ear.

"I have to go." I tell them and then start walking away.

"Wait!" Brooklyn says, stopping me. "I'm sorry for being so harsh on you. Here's my number. Call me if you need a ride to school or something." She explains, scribbling her number on a napkin for me.

I nod. "Ya. Thanks." I say and stuff the number in my pocket. Like I'll need it.

After checking my self in a mirror surface, making sure my wings don't show under the wind braker.

When I get home, I see Marcus kicking back. He looks a little annoyed. Great.

"Someone needs to learn to be a better liar." He says with out looking up at me.

I roll my eyes "Well, someone needed to not expose himself when he did. You know how they are, they don't trust people."

He seems to give up and nods. "True." He gets up and walks up to me. "You better not fail."

I smirk and walk around. I rub my hands on his shoulders "And I won't." I whisper in his ear.

*Brooklyn's POV*

"Donald told me that there's another bionic?" Tasha asks when we get back the house.

I sigh and plop down on the couch with Adam. "Yeah, she was really nice and all but… there's something about her that I just don't like."

I get out a tired sigh and rub my hands across my face. "I don't know, maybe it was just the whole thing with Marcus that makes me not like her."

Adam put his arms around me and brings me to his chest, rubbing the shoulder that isn't on his chest. "It's okay." He says. "After the whole thing with Marcus none of us really trust anyone anymore.

"I know." I sigh. "And I really feel bad for giving her such a hard time, but there's just something about her…"

"You and Leo. Guys, just because one other bionic is evil, doesn't mean they all are." Chase says and rolls his eyes. "Brooklyn, why did you offer her a ride if you don't like her. I mean, she has wings."

"She has wings? Tasha asks.

Leo nods "Yeah, she's 98% human and 2% bird."

*Domino's POV*

A few weeks pass and I wonder if I'm doing a good job. I must be or else they would have said something. One day at school, I find the Davenports and Brooklyn in the cafeteria eating lunch. I sit down and wave

"Hey guys." I smile and toss them each an unopened Milky Way bar.

Brooklyn looks at hers for a moment before passing it to Adam.

"Hey Dom. Listen, I really feel bad for being so mean to you when we first met. My parents are going out of town and I was wondering if you would like to come over to my house for a sleepover?" She says, taking a bite of her salad.

"You know, so we can get to know each other better." She adds, with her mouth full.

I study this answer for a minute. I'm wondering if it'll give her an advantage. I decide that it would be okay. If I try to deny her she'll ask why then I'll have to explain my self.

"Ya. Sure." I tell her.

"Great!" She exclaims. "I can tell you all about Adam secret tickle spot."

"What!" Adam says looking suddenly her, his candy halfway in his mouth.

"Oh no you don't!" He exclaims as he proceeds to chase her out of the cafeteria and into the hall. I look over and see Chase, Bree, and Leo give them a look like 'get a room!'

I just snort and cross my arms.

Later on, during the nightime, I'm sitting against the wall; my wings wrapped around me in Brooklyn's living room.

Brooklyn looks up from sorting through all of her movies. "Are you cold?" She asks. "I can turn up the heat if you want me to." She says from her spot on the floor in front of her TV.

She has on a large t-shirt, one of Adams I assume, and a pair of pajama bottoms from Victoria's Secret.

I'm fine." I tell her. "What about that one?" I ask and point to the movie titled 'Rudy'.

"This one? It's my dad's, I don't even know what it's about." She explains handing me the DVD.

"Its about this kid that wants to get into football at uh...I forget the university. The mascots a lepracon." I tell her and shrug. I find a remote and turn the TV on. I smile when Avatar: The Last Airbender's on.

"Do you like the show too?" She asks.

I nod "Ya. Adam reminds me of Sokka." I tell her nonchalantly.

Wonder when we should start the plan...

She laughs and says. "Yeah he kind of does. Always has to have his food."

We continue to watch the show for a little while, before she looks over at me and ask. "Do I remind you of anyone?"

I shrug. "Maybe Toph." I point out.

"You got any bionics?" I ask.

"Not really." She says. "I'm the Drum Major for the band, I swim, and play soccer."

I shrug. "Well. Okay then."

I mentelly grin. So she should be easy to pick off...if she's alone that is. When is the question. I'm not good at keeping conversations alive.

"I'm not good at conversations." I tell her "Can you tell?

"Yeah, kinda." She says with a small laugh. "But I guess the scientists who did experiments on you weren't really concerned about your social life."

"Do you want some popcorn?" She asks. I nod and she walk into the kitchen.

I sigh. /Marcus. When are you going to give me the signal?/ I ask growing impatient.

/Tonight, at 2 in the morning/

I nod /Got it./ I cross my arms and flap my wings a bit. I hate having to pretend to be nice to her.