EIGHT
'What was that about?!' John screamed at Lailah.
'I had to get the chip,' Lailah replied.
'What chip?!' I screamed.
'This chip, curly,' Lailah lifted her army top, revealing her white bra and her...cleavage. She had a six pack.
'Lailah!' John said, alarmed.
I pulled over just as Lailah reached just below her bra and pulled something out. It was a tiny square with little green dots on it. I couldn't take my eyes off Lailah.
'I thought you didn't have the chip.' I blurted out.
'Come on! I just told that to Bobbi so he would be off my back.'
She still hadn't put her shirt back on. She was looking at something in mid-air.
'Lailah, please put your shirt back on!' John screamed, shielding his eyes.
Lailah grabbed her shirt, her eyes still focused in mid-air.
'S-sorry, John.' Her eyes were wide.
Suddenly, Lailah dropped her gaze and looked behind her, past John, past the wide-eyed Sam. And there, on our tail were two black cars.
'They're Mogs! Drive! Drive!' Lailah screamed, putting on her shirt.
I hit the gas and started swerving and turning along the road. Lailah stood up on her seat and turned around. She held a Glock in her hand. She started shooting at the black cars. She hit a perfect shot, right at the driver. The car swerved and crashed. The next car drove around the it's crashed partner and started following Sam. Lailah hit the car three times, the third time she hit the driver. When both the cars stopped, she slumped back into her seat.
'Can we please pretend that didn't happen?' Lailah sighed.
'First, what was that about?!' John screamed.
Lailah rubbed her forehead. 'This chip links to a top-secret government experiment.'
'Government experiment? What-? Are you even one of us?' I screamed and pulled over again, this time next to a forest.
'Am I even one of you? Of course I'm one of you!' She screamed.
'Oh, Yeah?! Show us one of your Legacies!'
'My Legacies?' She got out of the car and walked off to the other side of the car, just as I got out. 'Okay, fine.'
Then she slapped me. At first it was the normal sting and then it started to get colder. The left side of my face started to burn from the cold. I looked at Lailah, her grey eyes as cold as ice. I couldn't see through my left eye.
'Ah!' I screamed.
John got out of the car. 'Lailah stop it!'
Suddenly, the cold started to melt away. When the pain was gone, Lailah spat at me. She stalked off into the woods, leaving everything behind.