I'm back!

(Chapter 5)

(Ellen)

Life passed by normalishly. Every third day I had to get up early and sneak to the Yeerk pool. Then I had to hurry to get to school, except on Saturdays. Before I noticed, I had been a controller for three months.

Some bad news ruined the normalcy. I overheard over conversation between two of my friends.

"Sally! Guess what," Anne said.

"What?" Sally replied.

"The Sharing is going to be expanding!"

Uh oh.

Yep.

Hey, Enni.

Yeah?

Do you think we could get someone on our side into the Sharing?

Don't see why not. Eric (the cute new guy from the Peace Movement) walked by just then. Ellen, have you noticed anything different about Eric?

No.

Like how he never brings any sweets to school?

He could be on a diet.

Or how he uses the bathroom every two hours?

You got me there. What's your theory?

I think Eric is an Andalite.

The centaur-like aliens with four eyes and no mouth and can morph?

Yep.

Creepy.

Let's ask him questions and see if he is.

Okay. I walked over to him.

"Hi, I'm Ellen. You're Eric, right?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever heard of a Yeerk?"

"What do you know of those filthy creatures?" I didn't answer.

He's an Andalite.

Unfortunately, I thought.

Ellen's got a crush, Ellen's got a crush, Enni sang.

Shut. Up.

Knew it!

"Meet me outside when the bell rings."

"Okay." The rest of the school day passed by slowly. Finally, the bell rang, signaling the end of the school day. I went outside and started (secretly) checking for possible eavesdroppers.

"Ellen, what are you doing?"

"I'm checking for eavesdroppers."

"Okay. How do you know about Yeerks?"

Enni, crawl out.

Not happening.

I'll catch you.

Fine. She crawled out.

"Filthy Yeerk!" Eric exclaimed.

"Shhh! There are controllers who would capture anyone who reacts that way to the sight of a Yeerk!" I put Enni up to my ear. "And she's my best friend."

"That filthy thing is your friend?"

"She is not a filthy thing. Her name is Enni 955."

"Like I care."

"Are you an Andalite?"

"Yes." His voice was barely above a whisper.

"I thought so."

Shouldn't his name be long and complicated? Enni asked

How should I know?

Ask.

"Is Eric your real name?"

"No. My real name is Eriaca – Maheen – Egfata."

"Can I just say Eric?"

"No. Please pronounce it in full."

"I stumble over easy English words."

"Fine."

He's stubborn just like a typical Andalite.

Whatever, Enni.


And so, you meet Eriaca. What do you think of him?

Please review. *puppy dog face* Please?

~ukrainianelfhorse