Survivors

Chapter 29: New Surroundings

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The black motorcycle and its two female occupants, in black riding suits and helmets, pulled into the grocery store parking lot. Kara and Alex were taking a road trip, one Jeremiah had grudgingly allowed. While the two parents and the youngest child would fly to National City in four days, Kara and Alex would take a road trip across country, for one, to allow the girls one last summer adventure and two, to get Kara's beloved motorcycle to National City. Apartments would be searched for, a lease signed and bags unpacked, Once they were set, Jeremiah, Eliza and Clark would leave their girls alone, on the other side of the country.

Stepping off the bike where she had been perched behind Kara, a large backpack strapped over her shoulders, Alex removed her helmet.

"Why are we here? I am not carrying anything else in this bag, much less, more groceries. You are going to have to deal with energy bars. Why do I have to carry the bag? Why can't I drive? My ass is so sore...maybe I should drive for a while. The front seat doesn't rub as much as this booster..."

"Alex! Calm yourself." Kara told her, taking her own helmet off. "I love when I get a chance to say that to you for a change. Check the GPS and you can drive to our next spot. I will carry the bag. The first camp spot I picked out should be two hours from here. I'll be right back."

Kara slipped her glasses on and tied her hair in a pony tail. Alex was not sure why the hell they were here and hadn't noticed the course deviation until they had just stopped.

"I'm coming with you."

"Stay here Alex. I doubt this store would be crazy about shoppers with large backpacks on. Trust me on that. I will be back in a minute."

"Don't you need money? All our wordily finances and Dad's credit card  are in my purse in this pack."

"I have my own money."

"You only made a $150 painting a mural at the elementary." Alex pointed out, wanting to remind Kara that her two week summer job hadn't actually netted her a fortune. "Shouldn't you hold on to it or something? Like if you are ever stranded and need food?"

Kara shrugged her shoulders. "Like you said, we have Daddy's money, right? At least until I can get a job."

"You can't work a job. Not unless Mom and Dad approve it. You agreed to that, Kara." the older sister reminded her.

The issue of employment had been discussed over the summer with the blonde. Kara wanted to work, to make her own way and Eliza and Jeremiah argued against it, citing her anxiety issues. The blonde made many points in her favor, including the fact that she would have to work one day and the parents told her that if she would not continue with therapy, she needed to start small, not working the drive thru window during the lunch rush. So as part of an agreement to prevent Jeremiah selling the house and moving to National City, Kara agreed not to work unless they all discussed the job and agreed or Kara began going to therapy again. If she did anything he thought would cause her to fall back on the progress she had made, he and Eliza would be moving to National City and Kara would live with them.

The teen had never once thought of telling them she was 18 and could do as she liked. The idea of saying something like that to Jeremiah and Eliza, even the thought horrified her. Kara needed parents in her life and would do whatever they told her, no matter how old she was. The only thing she would not do is stop her plans to go after Non and Astra and they understood this. A big part of Kara loved that Jeremiah was so protective of her. If Rozz had never crashed on Earth, Kara would have never dreamed of leaving home to go to college, much less another coast. Leaving home pained her. She tried to hide the sadness but of course fooled no one but Clark.