Sorry I disappeared for a while. I've been under a lot of stress, and still am under a lot of stress. But I'll continue to edit these stories so they'll be easier to read.

Michel slept uneasy that night, pondering over what she had learned from the movies. Humans seemed to be a very interesting study. They lived by their emotions, not their brains. Michel wondered why anyone would do choose their emotions over their brains; it always creates mistakes.

An image of the blonde haired girl came appeared in her head. The girl seemed nice, in a creepy despicable sort of way. The girl reminded her of a doctor she used to have. They looked very similar, but behaved so differently. The doctor had tried to help her, back when she was an infant; this girl treated her like a parasite.

Michel shuddered when she remembered the doctor's death. The doctor was trying to run with her, but got caught. The doctor was shot several times, and she was punished. That was the first time they used the chair on her. Michel struggles to fall asleep. She awoke the next morning, under the bed. She took in a deep breath and crawled out from under the bed. She yawned and stretched.

Michel decided to get dressed quickly. She dressed plainly, in a black t-shirt and jeans. The shirt had silver glitter letters on it that read 'Rebel'. She combed her hair and grabbed her book bag. She stuffed some extra cloths inside, just in case.

Michel noticed the invitation on the ground. She left it there and walked out of the bedroom. She carefully walked down the stairs and to the front door. She glanced at the kitchen and noticed the woman was gone from the kitchen. She opened the front door and walked outside.

She looked around as she walked from the front step. She saw a young man watering the bushes, must have been a neighbor, or gardener. She walked over towards him slowly and paid close attention to him, as he looked up at her. He had piercing blue eyes and light brown hair. He smiled at her.

"Hello, how are you today?" He asked waving his hand slightly.

Michel walked over towards him and smiled. "Fine," Michel muttered. She noticed his kind smile and looked down.

"I'm just doing a few chores for my mom. She's been getting worse now. So, I'm just doing the best I can." He responded.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." She responded tugging on her bag's strap.

"Well I suppose I'd better go and check on her. I'll see you after school then?"

Michel smiled and nodded. She watched him walk to his house and through the front door. She couldn't help but think about him. Even though she was a monster, she still wondered what it would be like to date. She bowed hear head and shook, hoping to loose the nonsense. She was trained to not have emotions. How could years of military training just be ruined by being around these humans!

She turned and walked down the street and towards school. She remembered where to go to get there, even though she didn't want to go. Several cars passed her, as did several teenagers. She saw more teenagers the closer she got towards the school. She swallowed hard, hoping that she wasn't turning into one of them.

"Hey, what happened to you? You just disappeared yesterday?"

Michel turned to see the same boy from yesterday, Kenny. She only stared at him. He had dark blonde hair, and dressed with a lot of colors.

"Well it doesn't matter. Sorry if I scared you yesterday, I was just being friendly. So...uh," he hesitated to finish his sentence. Michel looked at him as they kept walking. "I heard about," he looked up at Michel then away again. "About what Chelsea did to you that night, and I'm sorry that she did that. If I had known," he stopped and looked at her. Michel stopped and turned to face him. "I only want to help you, you know. So, if you ever need me, I'm here for you. You know that right?"

"Yea," Michel said," I do. Thanks."

Kenny began walking again. Michel followed him. They didn't say much for a few minutes. Michel heard the first bell ring as they entered onto the school campus. All the students began their usual routines, but this time was different. Michel noticed a few people were staring at her oddly. Not everyone, just a few people.

"Why are they staring at me?" Michel asked.

"Uh," Kenny stopped and looked around. "Oh, I don't know. But I'm sure I could find out somehow." He stared at them closely. They looked away and started heading for their classes.

Kenny and Michel both quickly headed for English class silently. Michel spent the whole day trying to figure out where to go, doing her best to avoid the blonde haired cheerleader. She began wondering about what it was the Chelsea had done to her. The thought began bothering her, so she decided to stop thinking about it. Lunch came around, and she met up with Kenny once again. They stood in the long lunch line. Kenny was right behind her.

"You know you shouldn't go right?" Kenny said.

"Huh? What do you mean?" She asked surprised.

"To that party, the one Chelsea invited you to. It's probably not a good idea to try and mingle with her again." Kenny said placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Oh," Michel responded. "I don't know what to do. I mean, I could go. Just to see what's going on. Or stay home, but then they would think I'm a coward."

"Sometimes it's better to let them think you're a coward rather than getting hurt again" Kenny stated with a compassionate tone. Michel smiled and nodded.

They moved up in the line, closer towards the food. She wasn't sure what humans ate. She didn't even know if she'd like it or not. She looked around the cafeteria and noticed a few appetizers. She took in a deep breath and decided to wait. At night she would, away from the school, get her next prey. She got her lunch, Kenny paid for it because she didn't have the money to pay. The food wasn't too pleasant, and left a sickening taste. But she ate it to blend in.

The day went on and Kenny walked her home. After saying goodbye, she walked up to her bedroom. She didn't want to converse with the original Michel's mother. It would only make her feel terrible about having killed her true daughter. That was always the first rule of combat, have no emotional attachments. She rested on her bed and closed her eyes.

She remembered her training well. They would have been impressed. She only had to worry about emotions getting in the way. It is very common for what you're studying to rub off on you. She couldn't fully become one of them.

A month ago the actual training had begun. She was finally out in the danger fields killing computer generated humans. They decided to send her on her first mission, to kill everyone inside a scientific building. She had asked why, but they wouldn't tell her much. She only knew that they knew a secret that could ruin the government. She did her job, but was caught off guard when she noticed one of them was a pregnant woman. She merely knocked her unconscious and left. They weren't happy that she let the girl survive. She was punished with electric volts. She learned to never disobey another order after that.

She sat up from her bed quickly at the thought of what she was doing now. Escaped from them, there would be no end to cruel punishments and rigorous tests if she was caught alive. She crawled out of her bedroom window. She jumped onto the grassy ground and ran into the trees. She walked for a ways and found a vacant location. Hardly any cars, or any witness'.

She waited until she heard a car approaching. Once it got within rang; she walked out in front of it. The car swerved to miss her, and it crashed into the trees. Michel walked over to the crashed vehicle and looked inside the driver's seat. There was a young male, older than a teenager but still young. He looked up at her with a look of fear. He had a cut on his forehead, blood oozed from the wound. He seemed to be shaking, but that was probably just from the shock. He soon placed his hands firmly on the wheel and looked at her with wide eyes.

"Hey," he said in a raspy voice. "Can you help me? Get me some help." He coughed a bit.

Michel stared at him carefully. She smiled and placed her fingers on the handle. She pulled the door and tossed it behind her. Michel grabbed the back of his head and pulled him out of the car. Before he could scream or get away from her, she hit his head. It forced him into unconsciousness. She looked around the area quickly and pulled his body into the forest. She hid it and ran back towards the road. She picked up the car door and placed it in the backseat. She moved to the front of the busted car, and messed with the wiring. She made it so the sparks and the broken wires would ignite. She walked back into the forest as the car quickly erupted into flames.

She pulled out the body and began eating the man. She heard him scream as she tore into the flesh. She quickly twisted his neck and finished off the corpse. She buried the bones in various spots and ran back onto the highway. She felt better now that she was full once again.

"Hey, what happened here?" Someone shouted at her and at the burning car. She turned to see a car with a young couple in it. They were staring at her. The man stood outside the car, and the wife was still inside.