Ainsley sat on her bed, her back resting against the bed board. She tucked her knees to her chest, her heart pounding so hard she believed her robot mother could hear it from across the hall. After years and years her siblings were coming back home...
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"I can't believe he'd do that to me." ______
The dinner bell rang as the brunette rushed down the stairs. She had plenty experiences of being late and she never liked the outcome. She soon reached the dinner table and stood in front of her designated seat.
Her nails picked at the wood at the top of her seat. She had grown out her nails, loved the idea of those freshly done nails she had seen in Alison's magazines. Since she was unable to get them done- she'd grow them out, file them, and paint a pretty white nail polish over them. Her father's deadpanned voice snapped her out of her day-dream.
"Sit." The girl pushed out her chair and sat down, her sweaty palms placed in her lap. She sat across from Diego, between Klaus and Alison. She practically shoved the food in her mouth. Unlike some of her sibling- she believed the food was undoubtedly good. She wouldn't pass off a good meal. However, she glanced at Five every now and then. She knew the boy hadn't taken her words into thought.
If he wants to run off and probably die from in-experience then he can go right ahead, she thought sourly. She couldn't care less. A loud clang noise made the girl flinch and quickly swallow her food before her father noticed how much of a pig she was acting like.
"Number Five?" Her father's voice rang in her ears. She could not believe he was doing this. For someone so intelligent, he hadn't had much common sense. "I have a question." The boy gritted through his teeth, jaw clenched so hard you'd think it'd snap. "Knowledge is an admirable goal, but you know the rules. No talking during meal times. You are interrupting Herr Carlson." Her father snapped back at the boy. She knew the rules too. As much as she cared for the boy...she knew the consequences she'd faced in the past of running her mouth.
"I want to time travel." Here we go again, the girl rolled her eyes and only went back to eating her food. She told him so, she couldn't help anymore then voice her opinion on the matter which she already had. "No." She looked between the two, sighing. "But i'm ready. I've been practicing my spatial jumps, just like you said." The boy stood from his chair, his body engulfed in that familiar blue glow, she blinked and he was now standing next to the elder. "See?"
"A spatial jump is trivial when compared with the unknowns of time travel. One is like sliding along the ice, the other is an akin to descending blindly into the depths of the freezing water and reappearing as an acorn." The man had said this all before. Too many times to comprehend. "Well, I don't get it." The boy huffed and looked straight at the girl who only raised her brows and went back to her now empty plate. Anxiety stuffing is what she'd like to call it. "Hence the reason you're not ready." Vanya shook her head at the boy and Ainsley side eyed the girl. She won't lie when she says that the girl needs to learn her place. The two had a downfall in their friendship ever since Vanya confessed her growing crush on Five...she had told Ainsley she needed to back off if she was really her friend.
"I'm not afraid." "Fear isn't the issue." The two bickered back and forth and with the girl who believed she knew where it was going- blocked the noise out. However; when she looked up her friend was rushing out the door. The girl huffed and rolled her eyes. Thinking he'd only rushed to his room.
