We were in a local public library. The other computer users around us had headphones on, updating their MySpace or watching a stupid video on YouTube. We, however, had a much more meaningful purpose: we were reading a blog.
The blog opened, showing a large title reading, "Fly On." I scrolled down. The blog post read as follows:
"Hey there, everyone. We just escaped from high school. The teachers were trying to kill us and our 'ally' turned out to be a head person in Itex, so we're on the run again.
"So now we don't know where we're gonna go, but Ari and the erasers found us there, so they'll probably follow us now.
"Not to mention Max's implanted tracking chip…
"Anyway, soon we're going to have to get moving again.
See ya,
Fang
"Where are they?" Drain-O asked from behind me, reading over my shoulder. "Did they say in any previous blogs?"
I checked. They didn't.
"I've got an idea," Rose said. "How about we Google 'blowing up schools'? I'm not talking from experience, but schools don't blow up that often."
I nodded and opened a new window. Soon I had what I needed. "Virginia," I said. "We should start there."
"What will we do when we get there?" Toothpick asked. "How will we find where they've gone?"
"I don't know," I replied truthfully. "But it's better to go where we know the clues left off than hang around here."
We silently got up and left, receiving a strange look from a librarian.
Later, we walked along the highway, heading north from North Carolina. We walk, because not many travelers will pick up six hitchhiking little kids. Not to mention any grungy, mutant freak hitchhiking little kids.
So we walked and walked. Jeff held my hand. He looked up to me and said, "Do you think we'll find them?"
His voice was almost lost in the screaming of a Volvo barreling past us. "Yes," I replied, looking past him to the sunset on the horizon. My voice was full of hope. "Yes we will."
