Hiding

Delaina mind-opens the door. I've been hanging with psychics so much, I have names for things they do with their powers.

But its not Vlad at the door. Its Alex.
Without saying hello, Alexgrabs both me and Delaina by our wrists and leads us out of the door.

"We have to leave. Now."

"What's going on?" Delaina actually looks a bit freaked out.
"Cameo, I told your sister you're coming with us indefinately...and I told her about the Inside. I had to. It was the only way she'd let you come."

So Ashleigh knows. Great.

Alex leads us out of the house, giving me time to lock the door before taking us full speed to a waiting limo...wait, that's a limo?

"So yeah, Alex, the trust fund hadn't kicked in yet, right?" Delaina actually sounded amused. "Whose money bought this limo?"
"Mine, actually. But Vlad's got the driver." Alex laughed as he opened the door and let us inside.

Inside the car sat the rest of the Inside that I hadn't met before. The guy with the mohawk and the little girl with the hellfire eyes that I'd noticed two weeks ago in the room behind the door were sitting together, toward the front of the limo, watching what I believed to be My Life As A Teenage Robot.

I also got a good look at everybody else I'd missed. I couldn't believe I had even missed them in the first place.

Next to the minibar sat a pair of mirror image twin girls, about a year older than me, with platinum blonde hair that actuaally looked natural, and dark blue eyes. All in all, the Poltergiest child, all grown up. They're here. Heh.

Next to the creepy preppy twins was an insanely tall jock type guy with brown hair and brown eyes, that seemed even taller than the mohawk guy. He appeared to be staring into his Blackberry of unknown type. Techies.

In the back sofa, staring into a blaring TV screen, sat five kids, all about thirteen, watching a cartoon I'd never heard of. Two girls, three boys, all with auburn hair, freckles, and green eyes. Even they get scattered melanin. Maybe I really am albino. Nah, it doesn't explain how I've got black hair and blue eyes. I wouldn't have any color regardless. Oh well, I may as well resign myself to the fact that I'll always look half dead.

Sitting next to the jock were two guys and a girl, with varying features and hair and eyes, but somehow looked eerily alike. Even scarier than the horror movie twins. They were playing on their DS's and trying to outrace each other, given the sounds coming from the game. The driver I couldn't really see, but judging from the way he was sitting impatiently, I could tell he wasn't happy.

Alex makes room for Delaina next to him, and the twins make space for me in the corner, next to a girl I hadn't seen. She hada really hippeie look, with practically burgundy, slightly curly hair, and hypnotic looking eyes, that were a bright violet color, and really hippie clothes. Her hippie attitude was further confirmed when she gave me a peace sign and a smile. I returned the smile. She seems nice.

Alex signals everyone to pay attention to him after he closes the door behind me after I sit down. They comply.

"Okay, everyone. You all remember Cameo?"
They all nod yes. He continues.

"Well, she's gonna help us get out of this mess. She may have no idea what she's doing right now, but she will. And that's the important thing."

"Actually," Delaina breaks in. Apparently she's the only one who can really backtalk him. I've never seen the rest of the Inside do it. "The important thing is where the hell we're all going. So, where the hell are we all going?"

He looks at her like she's grown a third nose. "I figured you of all people would know."

I notice an absence in the car. "Um, Alex?"

"Vlad's okay. He got the alert before I did and told me not to worry about him, because he'd get there on his own. There's only room for about eighteen people. One of you guys wouldn't have fit. He texted me before I rang your bell and told me he'd gotten there safe. He really wants to see you safe, too, so its a good thing.."

"And to answer Delaina's question." He directs this to everyone.

"We're going to the safehouse."