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Susz: I hope it doesnt happen again, too. No, no, no! Please don't get him one! Don't listen to her! BLUE LOBSTER!
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**Austin's POV**
This is bad. This is really bad. We have to get them!
"What's the plan?" Marcus asks.
"I don't know!" I answer. "You're the one with super smarts, not me!"
We go down to the lobby to think. I am in a cyber mask to prevent the hotel's location from going viral. That's the last thing we need right now.
Eventually, I get bored, as Marcus is the only one trying to figure out a plan. I start people watching since there is nothing better to do.
A woman checking in. A man getting a snack from the vending machine. A young boy splashing in the pool-
Wait. He looks familiar. I can't quite place my finger on it.
"Hey, does that boy in the pool seem familiar to you?" I ask Marcus.
"What?" Marcus snaps out of his thoughts. "I thought you were figuring out a plan, too. Whatever. What boy?"
"That one," I say, pointing to the boy, who had dirty blonde hair and- were they brown?- eyes.
"Uhh... no.. you're losing it. I'm going to indore you now," Marcus answers.
I swear I've seen him before!
"Why don't you go in the pool and have a closer look?" I boldly reply after his insult.
"Ha ha," Marcus says, unamused.
"I'm going in there to look," I announce.
"Whatever," Marcus answers.
I go in the pool room and look at the mystery boy.
Who is he? I've never seen him before surely, but he seems so familiar!
He is here himself, so he must be a teenager. Maybe fourteen? Fifteen?
"Umm..." the boy says, stopping his swimming. "Why are you staring at me like that?"
Oh no...
"Well, you kinda remind me of someone. I'm trying to figure out who,"
No point in lying, is there?
"I'm going up to my room... where you can't get in..." the boy says, creeped out.
And then he leaves.
I come back to the lobby to find Marcus laughing his button off.
"He thought you were a creep, didn't he?" Marcus manages between laughter.
"Yeah," I answer.
"Well, that's exactly why I didn't tell you to not go in there. I knew I'd get a kick out of it!"
"Shut up!" I say, and then I start laughing as well.
I walk over to the elevator to go up to the room again. I don't like this cyber mask.
I get in, and then I realize that the boy is in the elevator, too. He pushes the button for his floor.
"What floor?" The boy asks, obviously just giving up.
"Four," I answer, and he pushes the button. The door closes.
The boy starts staring at me, obviously thinking I was totally weird and creepy. He just sat, studying me for a while. And then it hits me.
I know that stare. I had seen that stare 16 years ago.
August 31, 2006- nine years old
Now that all of the other bionics were gone (except Marcus, to whom he had no interest in talking), Austin spent lonely days wasting time in his room until it was time for training. It was just him and Marcus now; even the strange normal kid in the weird room had been gone within a few days of when Austin had seen him.
He had to get out of this place.
He had never dared think such a thing before. Surely it wouldn't be possible. But as he grew up and his bionics developed more, he got more ambitious and started to allow these thoughts. And he realized he was thinking them all along, he just didn't know it. And how true it was. Training was getting worse and worse with age.
He began to develop a plan to escape. No more.
January 10, 2007- ten years old
Months upon months in the making, Austin's plan was finally done and fully figured out. He was ready to do it.
As soon as nightfall came, Austin gathered all of the things he owned: his most prized possessions, Sargent Bearington, which he had gotten as a birthday present from his father (before he became evil, far out of Austin's memory), and the card that came with him from his parents also. And the other thing was an extremely cherished select few of nice family photos with Austin, his mother, his father, and little baby C.
As soon as he gathered his possessions, he carried out his plan. He really hoped this would work.
.
.
When Austin was out of that horrible place, it was like the world had been lifted off of his shoulders. He was finally free. Now came the only thing left to do...
Run. As fast and far as he could. And then he would be safe. But where would he go? Well, he would just follow wherever the road took him.
Well guys, it is 10 PM and I'm updating. And late, as usual. School is just so hectic right now. I promise you it will be better in the summer.
I don't believe you.
Whatever. It will be. But anyway, random fact of the day is...
*drumroll*
In just one second, Apple makes $1,997!
Wow. That's more than I make in a day.
Yeah. In your face!
But you don't work at Apple either!
Yeah, I wish I did. But I don't even have an Apple phone... *sadly sighs*...
Oh well! See you guys next chapter (next Friday I hope but we will see)!