Wow I am on a roll!
I told you I couldn't get this story off my brain! But that's fantastic because it makes it so easy to write and I'm so happy because it hopefully means I might actually finish a multi chapter story at last!
Don't get me wrong I will get round to my other stories eventually but I'm going to stick with this one while I've the inspiration.
So thanks to Freddie4153 and XxQueenOfDarknessxX for reviewing already, I hope you all are enjoying this story so far.
So here is the newest chapter, an extra long one compared to the last one yay!
Enjoy!
Hadrian looked amused as his sister entered the kitchen in a daze and slumped down at the table.
"Up late working again?" he asked smirking. She glared at him and growled.
"No, Sam rang me in the middle of the night claiming his car stood up."
There was silence for a moment while the two siblings stared at each other before Hadrian realised she was being serious and gaped.
"Seriously?!" he stared in disbelief. "Did he get drunk to celebrate?"
"Celebrate?" she asked confused.
"He succeeded in giving Mikaela a lift home," Hadrian told her rolling his eyes.
"Ah… I wouldn't be surprised if he did see that as a reason to celebrate," Faelan mumbled pulling a bowl of cereal towards her. They both looked up in surprise when the door opened and their dad entered. "Dad? I thought you didn't finish until twelve?" she asked glancing at the clock.
Jasper ran a hand through his hair and sat down heavily at the table. "I just came back quick to tell you, Sam got arrested last night, thought I should tell you."
His two children just stared at him. "What?"
"Yeah I couldn't believe it either," said Jasper still looking confused. "I think he was sleep deprived or something, he kept talking about his car standing up."
Faelan and Hadrian exchanged looks, "Explain from the beginning."
Jasper yawned as he finished his last lot of paper work for the shift, well unless some moron got hauled in for being drunk and disorderly. He sat up and frowned in concentration, he turned his head towards the door and started standing up, that sounded like Sam…
He peered round the door and raised an eyebrow at the scene before him. Sam was sat down by a table with three goons from the drug squad surrounding him looking smug and amused. Ron was sat off to the side looking put out and resigned to the situation.
"Look, I can't be any clearer than how crystal clear I am being. It just stood up," insisted Sam.
"It just stood up. Wow. It's really neat," joked goon number one. "Okay, chiefie. Time to fill her up. And no drippy-drippy. What are you rolling? Whippets? Goofballs? A little wowie sauce with the boys?"
"No, I'm not on any drugs," Sam protested.
"What's these? Found it in your pocket." Goon number one paused a moment to sniff as he read the label on the bottle. "Mo-jo. Is that what the kids are doing now? Little bit of Mo-jo?"
Sam looked at him like he was a moron. "Those are my dog's pain pills."
"You know, a chihuahua. A little..." interrupted Ron motioning the size with his hands.
Then the goon seemed to try another angle. "What was that?"
"Huh?" asked Sam looking confused.
"You eyeballing my piece, Fifty Cent? You wanna go? Make something happen. Do it. 'Cause I promise you. I will bust you up," he replied seriously.
Sam leaned forward slightly and whispered: "Are you on drugs?"
Jasper chuckled at that but decided he should probably get involved before Sam really pissed the guy off. Just as it looked like goon number one was about to start shouting he cleared his throat to interrupt.
"What's going on here?" he asked raising an eyebrow as they all turned to him. Sam and Ron looked relieved while the three goons looked a bit sour, good, they already knew he wasn't going to let them continue this then.
"Detective White, this boy clearly-"
"Save it please," said Jasper holding up a hand. "Sam does not do drugs, he's my daughter's best friend and I wouldn't let him anywhere near her if he did. It's clear to me that he's stressed and sleep deprived due to his car being stolen, he's not even had it week so it's an understandable reaction." He turned to Ron and sighed. "Sorry about this Ron, I'll sort everything out, Sam won't be being charged with anything." He gave Sam a look, "Just make sure you get some sleep ok Sam? I'll put a BOLO out for your car and let you know if we find it."
Sam looked utterly relieved, "Thanks Mr White, I don't know if Fae still wants to come around later since I don't have the car anymore, she was going to come it check it out again."
"I'll ask her, she'll probably come round just to crucify you for losing it," he replied looking amused at the horrified look on the boy's face.
"Err… can you say sorry for me ringing her in the middle of the night as well," he pleaded, anything that might lessen her wrath.
Faelan and Hadrian both continued to stare at their father before Faelan sighed and stood up from the table. "Can you drop me off on your way back to the station?"
Jasper nodded and looked amused as she trudged her way back up the stairs.
"She's going to kill him isn't she?" asked Hadrian smirking. Jasper snorted and looked up as his daughter clunked back down the stairs carrying her rollerblades in one hand. She looked up when she noticed their staring and shrugged.
"It'll be quicker than walking back."
Sam whimpered when he opened the door and saw Faelan standing there looking the height of disapproval.
"Please don't kill me?" he moaned.
She snorted and pushed past him into the house and went to sit on one of the kitchen stools. She raised an eyebrow in expectation.
"I didn't leave the keys in the engine, I don't know how it was stolen!" he protested. "It's not like I asked for this to happen!"
"I can't believe you let Bee be stolen," she said shaking her head. "He was an amazing first car! And you just let some goon drive off with him."
"How do you think I feel? That's two grand that I had to scrimp and save for down the drain," complained Sam.
"What was the whole thing about him standing up though?" Faelan questioned curiously.
"I am not kidding you, it transformed and stood up, pointed this light at the sky too, like they do in Batman? It was like it was signalling someone," explained Sam.
She stared at him in contemplation while he went to get milk from the fridge. Ok a transforming sentient car wasn't actually the strangest thing she'd heard although she'd love to know how it was created, it would certainly go some way to explain why that engine looked so alien, anything created by humans wouldn't be capable of something like that.
Plus there was the way it had seemed to react to some of the things she had said, she was used to inanimate things responding which was why it hadn't really sunk it at the time, but she hadn't done anything to the Camaro, it shouldn't have responded to her at all, that wasn't normal. Still she would have liked to get a proper answer to what exactly that car was if it was sentient, but it didn't look like she was going to get the chance if it had driven off in the middle of the night, she didn't think it was just going to roll back on to the drive of its own accord considering it must realise that Sam was aware it wasn't normal. In her experience beings that were 'un-natural' preferred to stay hidden and left alone by the general populace.
"Maybe it's an alien," she mused out loud, Sam gave her a weird look. "Well I don't think it was anything man made, do you?"
He just shrugged and winced when Mojo suddenly started barking. "Stop with the barking Mojo. It's too early, please?" Then he glanced out the window jumped and ducked down hand scrabbling for the phone.
Faelan raised an eyebrow, "Are you ok Sam?"
He ignored her and dialled a number, "Miles? Miles, listen to me. Listen. My car, it stole itself, okay?"
She could hear Miles reply "What are you talking about, man?"
"Satan's Camaro. In my yard. It's stalking me!"
She glanced out of the window and saw to her surprise that Bee was back in his place on the drive. So much for him being smart enough to not just roll back onto the drive of his own accord, did he know nothing about humans? "Sam? What's going on?" she asked as he cursed when Miles hung up.
He grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the house, "Get on the bike! Get on the bike!" he hissed climbing onto his mother's bike.
She raised an eyebrow, "I'll stick to my rollerblades thanks." Then sighed when he began cycling off at full speed past the Camaro, with an exasperated look at the sky she push off and followed after him. "He's going to get himself killed. Idiot."
She glanced back and noticed that Bee was following them on the pavement, she raised an eyebrow and started skating backwards so she could watch what he did.
"He's following on the pavement Sam," she called amused. "I don't think he understands road laws."
"Aah. Aah- Stop! No, no, no, no no no no no no no," said Sam in a mantra.
Up ahead she heard Sam curse and call for her to go faster, she rolled her eyes and called to Bee: "You're supposed to be on the road Bee!"
Apparently he heard her because a second later he swerved into the road but didn't go any faster, it was as if he was only following them but not actually trying to catch up with them. She turned back to face forward and growled angrily when she saw how far ahead Sam was and at the sharp turn he just took.
"Asshole, I can't go that fast," she muttered speeding up, but when she glanced back Bee had slowed down and seemed unsure if he should continue following them or not. Faelan shrugged and looked forward again just in time to see Sam peddle the bike into a broken slab and flip over the handles with the bike landing on top of him.
To her further amusement she realised that he'd crashed in front of Mikaela and some of her friends, still it gave her time to catch up and she skidded to a stop next to him in time to hear Mikaela's comment.
"Sam?" she asked as if she couldn't believe that even Sam had done something so uncool which set her friends off laughing. Faelan took note of their names so that she could pay them back later, by filling their lockers with syrup probably. Seriously couldn't they see that they were in a rush?
Sam seemed to have slightly recovered by this point and had realised that Mikaela was there, understandably he wasn't very enthusiastic about it.
"Oh, hi."
"That was, uh, that was really... awesome," suggested Mikaela trying to make it not sound so lame.
"Uh, well, it felt awesome," replied Sam finally standing up while Faelan pulled his bike up.
"Are you okay?" asked Mikaela, and Faelan gave her brownie points she genuinely sounded concerned which she hadn't been expecting.
"I'm not okay, all right? I'm losing my mind a little bit. I'm getting chased by my car right now. Got to go," he called climbing back on the bike and setting off again.
Faelan huffed in annoyance at basically being ignored and followed after him, looking back she realised Bee had decided not to follow them and had disappeared somewhere else, she pouted, did that mean she wouldn't get her answers?
She finally caught up again when he decided to stop at an under pass that was full of abandoned cars. "Seriously Sam, I can't go that fast!"
"I just wanted to lose it!" protest Sam when she hit him over the head.
"If you had bothered to look you would have realised that Bee stopped following us a while back," she hissed in agitation.
"What?!" he looked around and finally realised he couldn't see the Camaro. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I would have if I thought you would have actually listened to me," she sulked. "Seriously you dragged me into this, is it too much to ask for that you actually pay attention to me?"
Sam looked a bit sheepish and rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. "Sorry Fae."
He looked so ashamed she snorted and smiled at him, "Fine you're forgiven, can't stay mad at you when you look like a kicked puppy."
Sam grinning in appreciation then gasped and started waving frantically. "Oh great, cops. Officer!" he called walking towards the police car that had just pulled up behind them.
Faelan tilted her head in confusion and a bit of fascination: 'To punish and enslave'? That sounded like something her dad would do as a joke, but she didn't actually recognise the registration. She frowned, "Sam?" Her friend had reached the passenger side door by this point and was still talking.
"Officer! Listen! Ah-!"
Her eyes widened in shock as the door swung open and hit Sam in the face knocking him to the ground. She stayed frozen as Sam groaned on the floor for a moment before starting to get up, something was definitely not right, no police officer would do that not even those goons who had questioned Sam this morning.
"Oh that hurt. Listen to me! Thank God you're here! I've had the worst day ever!" he cried trying to get some sympathy, Faelan could tell he wasn't going to get any. "I've been, I've been followed here on my mother's bike! Right? And my car's right there and it's been following me here! So get out of the car!" he insisted hitting the hood of the car.
She immediately back up when he said that, even a normal police officer wouldn't take too well to being ordered around by some kid, and this was definitely not a normal officer, if it was the police at all. She was proved right when the car started revving and jerking towards him nearly hitting him a few times.
"No! Stop! Oh, God. Okay, okay! Okay, all right! Okay! I'm sorry!" Sam begged dropping to the ground. "I'm- whoah! I didn't mean to hit your car! Look! Okay, look, look, look! Oh my, oh- whoah whoa whoa-" She jumped when the headlights of the car pushed out in some type of cruel looking claws that stopped right in front of Sam's face. Yeah, definitely not a normal cop. "Stop, stop! Please! Okay, what do you want from me?"
The car stopped abruptly and started backing up a bit so she ran forward to help pull Sam up.
"Are you ok?" she asked frantically scanning him for any serious injuries.
"I'm- I think I'm ok," he muttered not taking his eyes of the Mustang while also taking her hand in a tight grip. "I think we're in trouble."
She couldn't resist rolling her eyes. "Whatever gave you that impression Sam?"
They both turned their attention back to the Mustang when it made a whirling and clicking noise and began coming apart piece by piece and transforming in to something else… something completely out of this world.
"Oh God, no. No!" came the horror filled whimper from next to her making her glance at Sam, this was probably what he'd seen his own car do and unlike the Camaro this Mustang hadn't exactly been friendly to them so far.
The robot roared and Sam turned and ran dragging her with him, she could hear the heavy thuds as it chased after them and hear a loud swoosh of air before the two of them were flying through the air to crash into the windscreen of one of the abandoned cars. They both lay there groaning in pain for moment, all the time able to hear the ominous footsteps of the Mustang before the car they were lying on suddenly tilted as the robot pounded it fists into the hood on either side of them.
Faelan looked up and got her first proper look at the robot. Glowing red eyes and decidedly spikey features gave it a fearsome appearance, and it may be sexist but she couldn't imagine that he was anything but male. Still, it was very impressive and awe inspiring watching all the little gears and panels move minutely as he adjusted himself to lean down closer to them, something in his eyes was telling her that he was finding all of this quite amusing, especially Sam's reactions.
"Oh, shit! Oh, shit, shit, shit! Oh, God! Oh! Shit! Aaa!" cried Sam as the mech punched the hood of the car again. "It's a bad dream," he screamed, Faelan would have rolled her eyes at his hysterics if that last punch hadn't come dangerously close to hitting her.
"Stop screaming squishy," growled the robot making her gape, wow he had a deep voice, before she realised what he'd said.
"Squishy?! Excuse me we do have names cop-bot!" she said indignantly. He scowled but his eyes? optics? showed that he was amused at her gall to protest in their current situation.
"My designation is Barricade not cop-bot," he spat. "And I'll call you squishy if I want to femme." He then ignored her squawks of protest and turned to Sam. "Are you username Ladies-Man-two-one-seven?" questioned Barricade.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" shouted Sam cringing as far away as he could get.
That obviously wasn't the answer Barricade wanted because he slammed his fists down again and got even closer. "Are you username Ladies-Man-two-one-seven?" he ground out.
Sam was still in hysterics and obviously hadn't recognised what the mech was asking about.
"Your Ebay account," she hissed sensing that Barricade was getting impatient.
"Oh… yeah."
"Where is eBay item two-one-one-five-three?" Barricade asked seeming to get very agitated.
"Huh-"
"Where are the glasses?" was practically shouted in their faces.
By this point Sam was beyond confused, what the hell did a robot want with his great grandfather's old glasses? He was stressed, confused, scared and somehow not surprised that Faelan just seemed to be taking this all in stride. So now he was just screaming and shouting nonsensical things and the robot was roaring back at him which was just making him panic and scream even more.
This came to an abrupt stop when suddenly Barricade roared in pain and reared back from them cradling his hand, Sam glanced at Faelan in time to see her slip a knife back up her sleeve before whipping his head back round when he heard the Camaro come barrelling through and knock the Mustang of its feet.
Faelan was up in a flash and dragging him off the car and running back towards the road before Sam had even had a chance to register what was going on. He didn't dare look back at the two robots and just continued running with Faelan until he saw to his shock and panic Mikaela coming towards them on a moped.
"Get back! Stop! Whoah!" he called waving his hands to try and stop her. But she kept on coming so he tackled her off the moped and lay groaning for a moment with Mikaela cursing next to him, while Faelan turned back to look for Barricade.
"Oh- God! What is your problem, Sam?" hissed Mikaela looking pretty pissed.
"What isn't his problem?" muttered Faelan sounding a bit amused.
"Okay, there's a monster right there! It just attacked me!" Sam explained gesturing backwards. Mikaela looked pretty sceptical and honestly Faelan didn't blame her, but then she looked where Sam was pointing just as Barricade came into sight. "Here he comes!"
Mikaela gasped and fell back to the floor a bit in shock, Barricade was an impressive and terrifying sight running towards them like that, if he didn't stop he'd flatten them without any effort.
"All right, get up. Get up and run! You have to run!" cried Sam tugging at her arm.
"Sam, what is that thing?" asked Mikaela shakily.
Just then Bee swung around the corner and skidded to a stop in front of them and the door popped open, Faelan wasted no time climbing into the backseat and keeping an eye on Barricade through the back window.
"You have to get in the car. Get in," Sam insisted pulling her up.
"I don't want- I don't want to," she protested albeit weakly because right now although she was in shock and confused she really didn't fancy her chances against the robot on her own.
Sam dragged her over to the open door, "Get in the car. Trust me. Trust me!"
"Sam!" He pushed her in to the seat and climbed in after her.
"Get in! Go, go, go, go, go!"
The Camaro did a pretty impressive tail spin before shooting out on to the road, looking out of the back window Faelan saw Barricade fold back down into the Saleen Mustang that he had been before. She startled a bit when Pretty Handsome Awkward came on over the radio then laughed.
"Great tune Bee, you've got style and a sense of humour," she chuckled ignoring the screams of the two in the front and started humming along to the music.
"Go, go, go, go!" screamed Sam as he turned back and noticed Barricade still following them.
"Oh, God! We're gonna die! We're gonna die!" cried Mikaela.
"No, we're not. No, we're not gonna die," said Sam trying to reassure her. Faelan really wanted to snort, even in the middle of a high speed chase he was trying to be the cool guy to her.
"Oh, my God!" groaned Mikaela.
"Trust me. He's a kick-ass driver!" insisted Sam as they drove into an abandoned warehouse.
"Fuck it-" screeched the girl when she noticed they were headed for a window and braced herself for impact.
"Oh my God! No! We're gonna die! Oh my God!" screamed Sam finally noticing the window himself and ducking down behind the dashboard.
They both screamed when the car went through the window while Faelan cackled and cheered, oh she totally forgave Sam for getting her involved in this, this was epic!
"Oh, oh my God!" muttered Mikaela faintly once she realised they made it safely through the window. Then she seemed to realise that Faelan was acting the complete opposite to them and turned around to stare at her in disbelief. "What-?"
"Ignore her," groaned Sam. "It's better for your sanity. He's still following us!"
They all looked behind and sure enough Barricade was still following them, and he was pretty determined because they spent the next few hours trying to shake him before Bee backed into another area of warehouses and seemed to lose him and by then it was already dark.
Sam and Mikaela watched nervously as the Camaro parked, turned its lights off and locked the doors.
"We're locked in," muttered Sam reaching for the keys. "Unh! The car won't start. At least we ditched the monster, right?" Then they heard a rumble as the Mustang passed by a bit in front of them.
"You jinxed us genius," hissed Faelan sinking back into her seat.
"Okay. Time to start..." he pleaded turning the keys again and was rewarded when the engine burst to life and the Camaro jolted forward and ended up nearly slamming into the Mustang.
So the chase was on again and Bee drove them to an electrical power plant and swung round opening the doors in the process so that they tumbled out and onto the gravel. The three hadn't taken more than a few steps before the Camaro started transforming into a bi-pedal robot like Barricade. Although Faelan was curious to note that this one was probably also male and had blue eyes, his armour was a lot smoother and he generally looked a lot more friendly, although definitely not harmless she noted as a yellow and black striped mask dropped down to cover his face. They spun around when the roar of an engine proclaimed Barricade's arrival and he quickly transformed and tackled the transformed Camaro slamming him to the ground.
Sam and Mikaela immediately ran while Faelan stared in fascination at the wrestling match happening in front of her.
"Huh, up-scaled real life rock 'em and sock 'em robots," she mused mouth twitching.
Then a small, spindly silver robot popped out of Barricade's chest which immediately chased after Sam. She glanced back at the two large bots for a moment before following after it, she couldn't let it hurt Sam, who else would provide her with so much entertainment?
By the time she reached them Sam was on the ground struggling to get away, Mikaela was missing and the little bot was making whirling clicking noises in agitation. She whistled in appreciation when it pulled out a sharp shuriken which missed Sam as the little guy was distracted by Faelan's sudden up close appreciation.
"Wow! Those things look wicked!" she squealed. "What's their cutting power? They look mega sharp."
The little bot looked amused and handed one over to her before his attention went back to Sam who was scrambling to get away while it was distracted. She turned it over examining it from all angles before testing the blade with a finger and humming with appreciation at the fact that she barely needed any pressure to break the skin.
In the background Sam had managed to kick his jeans off and into the bot's face, giving him time to scramble up and run away leaving the little guy to chase after the fleeing human. By the time she looked up from the shuriken they were both out of sight, so she shrugged and wandered back to the two larger bots who were still duking it out.
"Go Bee! Go Barricade! Go Bee! Go Barricade!" she cheered alternately making both bots pause and stare at her for a moment. "What? I can't support both sides?" she asked pouting.
They seemed to exchange glances for a moment as if asking: 'is she being serious?' before going back to brawling.
Sulking that they didn't appreciate her cheering she headed off to where she'd last seen Sam and found him and Mikaela tiredly walking over minus the little bot who had attacked them.
"So how did it go?" she asked cheerfully, ignoring the strange look the other girl gave her.
"Mikaela sawed its head off," said Sam proudly.
Faelan gave her an impressed look, "Really? You've gone up in my estimations, go Mikaela!" Then she turned back to Sam: "Seriously though? You had to be saved while Mikaela did all the work? Wimp."
She ignored his splutters of protest and headed to where they'd walked from.
"Where are you going?" called Mikaela.
"Well if he's dead then I'd like to study the little guy's body," she responded absently still walking. "Plus it seems so disrespectful just to leave him here, even if he did try to kill Sam."
The two watched her wander off and Sam just held up a hand when Mikaela went to speak.
"Yeah this is normal for her, as I said don't question it. It's a lot safer for your sanity to just leave what's in her head in her head."
At that he started walking towards the big yellow bot that had previously been his Camaro, it had just started coming over to them after defeating Barricade and looked pretty pleased with itself.
"What is it?" asked Mikaela nervously as it just stood and watched them.
"It's a robot. But like a, like a different, you know, like a super-advanced... robot," babbled Sam trying to sound like he knew what he was talking about. "It's probably Japanese. Yeah, yeah, it's definitely Japanese." Then he started walking even closer, Mikaela reached out to stop him.
"What are you doing?" she hissed.
"I don't think it wants to hurt us. It would have done that already."
Mikaela looked incredulous. "Really? Well, do you speak robot? Because they just had, like, a giant droid death match."
"I think it wants something from me," explained Sam inching closer.
"What?"
"Well, 'cause the other one was talking about my eBay page."
Mikaela just stared at him for a moment. "You are the strangest boy I have ever met." She paused, "But not the strangest person, your friend Faelan wins that one."
The yellow bots seemed a bit worried and was looking between the two of them and then looking around in search of something. Sam quickly realised what the problem was.
"Oh you- you want to know where Faelan is?" he asked hesitantly not sure if it would understand, he was encouraged when the bot nodded vigorously worried for the wellbeing of his third charge. "Erm well we killed that little robot and she wanted to keep its body?" he trailed off uncertainly seeing the bot's wide eyes.
"I told you Sam," came Faelan's voice making them all jump. They turned to see her stuffing a silver arm into her backpack before swinging it on to her back. "It's disrespectful to just leave him here, and I could learn a lot just by looking at his body… If that's alright?" she asked Bee concerned. "I don't know what you guys usually do to your dead."
The bot shrugged and patted her head seeming to indicate his thanks for her concern and that she could keep the body.
"Can you talk?" Sam suddenly asked.
"XM Satellite Radio- digital cable brings you- Columbia Broadcasting System," came through the speakers.
"So you... you talk through the radio?" questioned Sam.
"Obviously," muttered Faelan staring intently at the bot.
Bee clapped his hands: "Thank you, you're beautiful. You're wonderful, you're wonderful."
"So, what was that last night? What was that?"
Faelan perked up, she wanted to know that, especially since Sam had woken her in the middle of night in his panic at the Camaro disappearing because of it.
"Message from Starfleet, Captain- Throughout the inanimate vastness of space- Angels will rain down like visitors from heaven- hallelujah!" he replied pointing up at the sky giving it a look of longing.
Mikaela finally spoke up: "Visitors from heaven? What, what are you, like, an alien or something?"
Bee pointed to her in excitement and transformed back down into a Camaro opening a door invitingly. "Any more questions you want to ask?"
Sam whispered in awe, "He wants us to get in the car."
"And go where?" Mikaela laughed disbelievingly.
Bumblebee started playing Before It's Too Late which made Faelan laugh and walk over to the open door.
"Well I'm certainly not going to say no," she snickered shimmying into the backseat again. "I have lots of questions I want to ask."
Meanwhile Sam was trying to persuade Mikaela. "Fifty years from now, when you're looking back at your life, don't you want to be able to say you had the guts to get in the car?"
She stared at him in contemplation for a moment before nodding in determination and getting into the open door. They stopped briefly to pick up Mikaela's bag and Sam's jeans from where they had been abandoned and then they drove off into the night.
To an adventure of a lifetime that would shape their lives for years to come.
Well... what did you guys think?
I always feel that these chapters are a bit samey because obviously they're set in the movie so they are mostly the same.
But hopefully Faelan mixes things up a bit, I know she's a little crazy, her favourite saying is: normal is boring.
As you can see she is not normal and doesn't even try most of the time.
Please review and let me know what you think!