[4] Blue Stars

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Eveline was always a early bird. She liked waking up before her mom could, and her dad. She saw it as a achievement. She liked to brush her teeth, decide a outfit..slowly. The point of waking up early to her is to take everything slowly, instead of being in a rush. She could spend 5 minutes brushing her teeth, half a hour deciding her outfit... She would often slump in her bed, in the time periods between brushing teeth and putting on jeans.

With Amanda and Damien wide awake, they wanted to all have a peaceful morning. The table was wobly, old, and looked vintage. Amanda tried her best not to knock over the flowerpot, and trying her best not to spill her tea. Damien flickered the TV on, a bold red headline in french. 

DISPARUS DE TOUR d'EIFFEL. 

AUCUNE TRACE DE TOUR. LES FONCTIONNAIRES RECHERCHENT DES INFORMATIONS. LA POLICE N'A AUCUNE IDÉE DE CE QUI EST ARRIVÉ. APPELEZ-VOUS S'IL VOUS PLAÎT ...

Amanda dropped her tea cup. The crash took Damien's attention, running to clean up.

''Is to-o-day April Fool's or something?'' Amanda stared at the screen, everyone would've been shocked. A smile tried creeping on her face, hoping that this was all a joke..

''What is?'' Damien didn't know french. He wished Eveline was downstairs, but instead she was studying.

''EVELINE....'' Amanda screamed. Her feet shaking from the burning tea. Damien quickly handed her a wipe, her feet burning. Eveline sprinted down the stairs, gawking at the screen.

''Can someone PLEASE translate that for me?'' Damien pouted, wishing he knew french.

''Eiffel Tower missing. No trace of tower. Officals are seeking for infomoration. Police have no idea what happened.. Please call-'' Eveline translated, but a important thought came to her. The files. She zipped open her suitcase, pulling out her father's invention lists. The Shrinkometer was probably the only thing capable of this. 

She could see why her father was wanted. But the thing is - he's innocent. Eveline would like to believe that anyway. Eveline knew it wouldn't be long until the hotel Manager would be calling cops. They haven't fully unpacked, and she knew she needed a new ID. But how..? Eveline thinks, time is ticking.

Damien comes up to her, wondering.

''Why are you.. so stressed?'' Eveline had been pulling her hair out, walking around. She guess she could tell him

''They're looking for me. I need a new ID.. We need somewhere to stay'' Eveline plumped herself on a chair, rolling her head back. Damien knew exactly what to do..

''You could use my spare ones'' Damien pulled out two cards, one female and one male. 

NAME: ARIELLA REGIN

BIRTH: 8/15/1995

FATHER...

MOTHER.....

Eveline held the card, carefully. She was 18, but she guess she could pose as a 15 year old. Afterall, she's short. And wimpy.

She didn't bother looking at the male card. 

She then realized something..

Amanda and Damien will need one too. Since the FBI knows who they are. But.. How do they know about me? If I didn't show up in the files... Someone is feeding them infomation, or maybe they just know.. You think. 

''You and your mom need it..'' Eveline sighs. Amanda marches over.

''Damien...why do you even have these?!'' She stares at Damien, thoughts of Damien doing drugs or smoking fills her mind.

''...Friends'' Damien gulps. The reason he really has it..he doesn't know. The room is silent.

But Amanda is too tired to fight, or even ask. She turns to Eveline, saying she can have it.

''There's no way I can look like a 15 year old. Besides, they're not looking for us yet. You take it'' Amanda hands it back to Eveline, she smiles. 

              ''Let's go'' 

Eveline does not bother to check out. They will sooner or later know shes here. They pack their clothes, back. And buy a few snacks from vending machines. Eveline calls for a cab, Amanda sitting in front. The Cab Driver tries to make talk, but there was no use. All there were quiet. Where they were going? Deep into the city, the most unknown place. Maybe an alley, Eveline thinks. She just wants them to be safe. She know she saw abandon buildings on the way from the airport, and she hopefully remembered the adresss.

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Anyway, this is suppsoe to be in 3rd Person. Please tell me if I used any first person, thanks! 

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 01, 2011 ⏰

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