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Heh-heh… heh-heh… hi (hides underneath desk). I know I said I'd update weekly, but I had some writer's block and school work and exams… sorry, but don't expect another chapter before school gets out this Friday. (smiles sheepishly)
Chapter 4
Sam sat on her bed, nervous as ever. Supposedly her power was to control warmth and light, and so far that had proven to be true. If by true, you meant causing half the things in the house to blow up and/or catch fire. As her desk exploded, she gave up and headed down to the kitchen.
Once there, she stared blankly at the rose on the counter top. She looked at the note attached to it.
If you want answers, meet me at the docks at ten p.m. with your brother and sister.
When Sam finished reading the note, she immediately picked up the phone. They were headed to the docks.
Sam looked around with Kwan and Paulina. There was no one there, but there was a manila folder on one of the dock supports. The trio looked at each other questioningly before racing towards the folder. Sam snatched it up first and took out the first paper: a news report from 1947 about Roswell, New Mexico. The next was a map of the stars, a circle around one dot in the distance, though the dot didn't seem to be a star, but a planet.
Paulina grabbed the third paper before Sam could read it.
"A woman in Salt Lake City, Utah claims to have been abducted by human-looking aliens in 1998. When she returned from this so-called abduction, she claimed to have visions of the future, many of which came true," Paulina read. "One of the visions that have never been found to be true was the crashing of a spaceship in Illinois, thereby destroying her credibility. Recently rumors have been circulating about Amity Park, the site of a supposed spaceship crashing. Could Margret Johnson have been right? Or is it just another hoax?"
"We need to find this… Margret Johnson person," Kwan said. "She could have a lot of answers for us."
"Or she'll expose us to the government, and we'll be tested on!" Sam replied. "Keep reading."
"It also says that the aliens she was abducted by ate things like Tabasco sauce, lemon juice, and chili peppers," Paulina said, trying not to laugh. "Like that's real."
"Only one way to find out," Sam said.
"Chug, chug, chug, chug!" Sam and Kwan cheered Paulina on.
"How was I the one elected to try this?" Paulina asked.
"Hey, if you let me read the article, I'd be the one doing this," Sam replied.
Paulina rolled her eyes and pinched her nose. She tilted her head back and took a quick sip of the disgusting-looking/smelling concoction. "Wow," she said. "It actually tastes really good. Weird."
Now it was Sam and Kwan's turn to try. They both gulped down the 'drink' and were surprised by the outcome.
"Well," Kwan said, "now that we know Margret Johnson was right, do we find her, or do we figure all this stuff out on our own?"
"I vote we go," Paulina said.
"Me, too," Kwan agreed.
Sam sighed. She did not have a good feeling about this… "Might as well make it unanimous," Sam eventually agreed. Odds were that Kwan and Paulina would have gone with or without her, and since they weren't expecting anything to go wrong, their guards would be down. She was (probably) the oldest of the triplets, and she had to watch out for her little brother and sister.
"Okay, stolen car, check," Sam said, slightly annoyed that she had been talked into stealing her parents' car. "Road map, check, list of everyone named Margret Johnson in Salt Lake City, check. Anything else?"
"Yeah, uh, which one of us can drive a car?" Kwan asked. Both he and Paulina looked at Sam.
"Ugh, fine," she gave in, getting into the driver's seat of the car. Kwan got in the passenger's seat, forcing Paulina to get in the back. Once all three had buckled their seatbelts, Sam put the car into drive and pressed on the accelerator.
"Whoa," Paulina said as the car jerked slightly.
"Oh, suck it up," Sam rolled her eyes and sped up as they got on the highway. "Kwan, get the map out of the glove compartment, will you?"
"Yeah," Kwan said, reaching down to retrieve the map. "Uh… we need to keep driving straight until we break off onto Route 66, but we're coming up on the only rest stop for miles."
"Okay, I'll pull over so we can sleep," Sam said tiredly. She slowly pulled into the exit and stopped at a hotel.
The three walked into the hotel and Paulina pulled out a credit card. "A room with three beds, please," she said tiredly.
"I'm sorry, miss, but the only room we have available is the presidential suite," the woman behind the desk apologized.
"We'll take it," Paulina said quickly.
The three headed up to the room, not noticing as the woman picked up the phone. "Hello, I'd like to report some suspicious behavior. Three kids about fourteen just drove here and asked for the presidential suite."
"Was it a black-haired Asian boy, a Hispanic girl, and a black-haired Caucasian girl?" the voice on the other line asked.
"Uh, yes, actually. Why?"
"All three are fugitives. We'll send our men out there right away."
"Thank you."
"Okay, so tomorrow, we take off as early as possible and try to get to Utah in two days," Sam said, pulling her long hair back into a braid.
"Sounds easy enough," Paulina said.
"But keep in mind that we're aliens," Kwan replied, flipping through the TV channels. "I don't think anything will ever be easy for us again."
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"I'll get it," Sam said, checking through the peep hole. "Uh… guys, we've got a problem. There are federal agents outside, and they don't look happy."
Paulina checked out one of the side windows. "They're not alone. They're checking out the car, too. We're surrounded, and something tells me they aren't exactly here for tea."
Kwan looked around until he saw an option. "Maybe not…" he said slyly.
"Ugh, I don't understand why we have to escape through an air vent," Paulina complained.
"It was either this or get dissected," Sam hissed back.
"Both of you keep your voices down or we'll be caught," Kwan ordered as the three crawled onwards. Oh, the joys of being the middle child.
"Sam, can you give us a light in here?" Paulina asked after a while.
"Not unless you wanna be barbequed," Sam replied. "I still don't have that much control over my powers.
"I have an idea," Kwan said. "Sam, try making a ball of light."
"Okay…" Sam said and hesitantly made a small ball of light, but before it could become a fire, Kwan encased it in water, then freezing it into light.
"Whoa," the three said in unison. The water had refracted the light, causing it to become a rainbow-colored orb, illuminating the vent in a beautiful, colorful light. Kwan gently rolled the light down the air vent, successfully lighting their way.
"I think I see the end of the vent," Kwan whispered. He took a brief moment to look outside the lined metal, then kicked it off and exited, followed by Sam and Paulina.
"Okay, so what do we do now?" Paulina asked as she, Sam, and Kwan hid behind a car.
"Get in," Sam ordered. Paulina climbed over the driver's seat into the passenger's seat, Kwan in the back, and Sam in the driver's seat.
"Yeah, so some idiot left his car unlocked," Kwan said. "It's not like he left the keys in the car.
Paulina slapped her hand down on the dashboard, and the car roared to life.
"Thanks, sis," Sam mumbled as she drove out of the parking lot without being noticed. "Okay, we're in the clear for now… guys?" Sam looked to the passenger's seat and back seat to see that her siblings were asleep. "Okay, Sam," she said to motivate herself. She sighed and corrected, "…Akarthia, you can do this. Just turn on your iPod with the music blasting." Sam did as she told herself, making sure to keep her eyes on the road.
"We're at a rest stop," Sam informed Kwan and Paulina, gently shaking their shoulders to wake them up.
"Huh?" Paulina asked weakly. "Is it morning already?"
"No, but I pushed the speed limit a bit and got to a camp site," Sam replied. "There are sleeping bags in the trunk."
"Any food?" Kwan asked.
"Tabasco sauce and chili peppers," Sam replied, fishing multiple jars of Tabasco sauce out of her backpack.
"Give," Kwan ordered kindly before sneezing.
"Bless you," Paulina and Sam said in unison.
Ta-da, chapter done! And yes, the last section was relevent. Please be a nice person and review!
