“Don’t freak out. I’m a Nunc Viator. But since the latins made the name, and nobody can pronounce it, we are called aviators, or NV’s. I can change time and the people who are stopped with it. A group of Aviators can travel through time but its hard to come back, so I won’t try. I’m sorry If i did anything to hurt you, I should have told you earlier.” This was all blowing my mind. I am listening to dying people. How am I supposed to save them? How am I supposed to keep them from dying? What other powers do i have? “I’m not sad. Is There anything I am required to do?” He sighed again. “Yes, actually. You’re going to come with me on a trip to meet some other re-rums. And then, we are going to try and save the world.” He said that like it was casual. “WHAT?! Are we safe?” I was comepletely freaking out. What about my friends, The rest of my family? Are we going to die? Am I going to stop asking rhetorical questions? “Well, right now we are. As far as I know. Its Just sometime in any millenium, there is a type of rebellion that rises, and we have to push it down again. You know how America is having problems with the NSA and their government and their Presidents and the Gay rights Movement and stuff?” I nodded. “And You know about the protesting in Egypt, right?” I nodded again. “You also have to know how many angry and determined protestors there are, correct?” I nodded. “Once again, you are right.” I was starting to see where this was going. “There are these villains, well i guess you can call them that, but they don’t have a name. Anyway, so they like to kill people.” He was being so serious, like this nonsense was actually normal. “So we have to stop them?” He nodded. Oh great. So now I’m in one of those dumb adventure movies. What next?
“So can you fast forward time because i really wanna go home now.” He smiled for the first time in a long time and I laughed. He walked me home and we sat in my house for a while. I’m glad my mom didn’t come home because she would scold me for having a middle-class boy in our house. After i bragged to him about my high score on Flappy Bird, he went home. I popped up my macbook and worked on homework. “Honey, I’m home! And I have shoes!” My mother liked big entrances. She likes to make herself the center of attention whereas i like to stay low. I find it funny how opposite we are. “Whose are they?” I was trying not to yell but to get her to hear me. “Yes! They are for your recital next week.” I heard her voice crescendo into my room. When finally she came through the door like a blooming flower. She had the wedges propped up on her hands like they would be in Dillard’s. They had twine for the heel, and white cotton lace for what went over your foot. “We are going for pastel, since its your spring concert. “ She had to match me with everything. My makeup. My hairstyle. My outfit. I feel like a doll and my mom’s the 8 year old girl. My room has to be perfectly designed to fit her liking and to match our mansion. Tell you the truth, I really hate this life. I wanna live in a middle-class house like Ash. I want to wear vans with skinny jeans and a sweatshirt. I don’t wanna wear skirts everyday. I don’t want a new outfit every week. If only my mom could understand. I guess she just wants me to have the life that she never got. When i finished my homework, I got on my scooter and rode around a bit.i went about five minutes before i found a frantic Ashton coming for me. “Remember how I said we had to meet up with other re-rums?” I nodded, smiling. “Yeah. We’re going now. Pack.” Before i could say a word, he hopped on my scooter and drove me to my house. Apparently, he froze time because there were no cars, no people, and when i walked into my house, my mom was frozen in one spot. “Ashton?! What did you do to my mother?!” I frantically told hime to bring her back just when i remembered the world was at stake. “How many days?” I asked. “That is unknown. Bring everything. Everything you have. Money, shoes, bathroom goodies, food, anything that you might need in a survival case.” Boy! thank goodness my mother bought me that new giant suitcase.”How will this all fit?” He waved his hand as if to say, “Don’t worry about it.” I kept packing, worried. I was wondering what I could do. Where I would be, how my mom would re-act. how long I’d be gone and if I’d ever come back. “Are you done?” I nodded and he whipped out his phone. We waited for a cab to drive up and a million questions buzzed in my head that I decided not to ask. Ashton looked very nervous, which made me nervous too. a silver van drove up in front of us, and Ashton motioned me in. Whoa. I was prepping myself to see some captain chairs and a back bench. But i walked into something like a mobile home. there were murphy beds, a fridge, a microwave and stove, two bathrooms, a storage room, a laundry room, some tables and chairs, and there was a window where you could see the driver and passenger seats. I was practically speechless. There were other people roaming the van/house. I assumed that they were the other re-rums. I hid behind Ashton with my giant suitcase. I heard some people say, “Who’s the new chick?” and “Whoa, she won’t last an hour.” and “Why aren’t we moving?” Ashton whispered something like, “It’s okay,” but I was scared out of my mind. We sat down at a table. “I demand you to explain to me what this thing is, where we are headed, and why.” He sighed. “I know you are probably scared to death, but everything is fine. The people you see are re-rums. We are all of a different kind. Cassie here reads minds. She is what we call a thinker. Austin predicts the future. Phsycic. Glen lives with numbers. Mather. You can get to know the others later. But when we all get together we can elliminiate the bad. That’s where we are going. We are following those villains that I told you about. I’m sorry that you have to go through this and that you have to be scared like this. But just remember, I won’t let anything hurt you. “ I was shaking now, because i knew I was risking my life. “What does Glen do?” Glen was on a calculator, messing with it, i guess. he sat down, taking Ashton’s place. “Hello.” He was Korean, obviously. “Hi.” My voice was small, and timid. “You asked about my powers?” I nodded. Glen still didn’t take his eyes off the calculator. “I am a Mather. I have the power over numbers.” His fingers flew over he calculator like raindrops on a car. “I can make a five dollar bill into a hundred by simply adding in my head. I can change the number of followers from a billion to zero. i can move an address to a different one by changing the number. Anything that deals with a number, I can change.” My eyes were huge, but he didn’t see them because he was engrossed in the calculator. “He’s typing Pi,” Cassie mumbled. I felt very awkward because don’t really want to have people entering my mind. A guy with light brown hair gelled up into a quiff scooted into the seat in front of me as soon as Glen got up, “Hey,” He smiled. “Hello.” I felt Like i was speed dating. one re-rum to the next. “I am Cole. I make things grow. “ So He’s an earth bender. “They can be poison, or food. It can be a tangled vine, or a beautiful flower.” He smiled again, trying to be charming. I could tell he was a ladies man by the way he dressed. Tight jeans, a Hollister sweater, and vans. He looked like a typical guy that would be on the ramp. “And you are?” I looked at Ashton. “She’s A LM.” They all gasped. “What?” i felt ignorant. “What didn’t you tell me Ashton?” Cassie look at him like she was ashamed of him. “You can read people. You see emotions. That’s why you hear voices. Because you are the only person who truly understands people. You are the only connection to the mind.”
“The only one? There aren’t other VMs?”
“Nope.”
“I thought you could read minds?”
“I can, but I cant reply. Humans can send you a plea, and you can find them, and encourage them to keep going. With our powers, you can save them.” What?! I just wanna be home now. I want to be in my sweet sweatpants and starbucks with my mac. I want to go shopping with Kelly, Ashley, Ariel, Sydney, and Caden. I take out my phone, and text Kelly. “Don’t tell her anything.” Ashton puts his hand over mine. You would think there would be some tension and “ooo” moments, but he just knows what is best for me, I guess considering they need me. “Well, where are we headed?” I ask, trying to start a conversation and fit into this weird crowd. “Manhattan.” Cole replies. I find him to be the flirt. Since I can’t think of anything else to say, I Take out my turquoise macbook and type a log. You know, just in case I die and this makes history. “What ‘cha writing?” Cole leans over my shoulder and peeks into my computer. I turn my head to see Ashton roll his eyes. This was kind of uncomfortable, because I don’t normally get flirted with. High-class students are not flirtable. We aren’t allowed to be touched. Cole looks like somebody who would be on the ramp. If I were to rate him, I would prabably give him a 6 or 7. “Diary?” He looks into my eyes and I notice his are a pretty shade of blue. That kind of blue that tears into your soul and rubs ice all over it. If you have never seen that kind of color, then you should“Yeah, I guess. just making a log in case we die and this becomes history.” He laughs. I will have to admit, It’s pretty adorable. But like I said, I don’t do dumb love stories. That’s totally OUT of my league. When I laughed too, Ashton stormed out into a back room that looked out of the van. “What’s up with him?” Cole scowls at the door. He turns back to me and start giving me suggestions on what to say.”Cassie, Will you find out what’s wrong for me? Please?” She nodded and walked outside. It was kind of rude getting into my best friend’s brain like this, but he never gets mad in front of me. I trust Cassie. She won’t tell me anything he doesn’t want me to know. Right? I heard the door to outside open and close, and then I heard voices.
“What do you want, Cassie?” It was Ashton. His voice was angered, very angered.
“Nothing, I just want to help.” Cassie was so innocent sounding. It was almsot funny compared to Ashton’s low tone.
“How would you know how this feels?” Now I am just confused.
“Because the same thing happened to me.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. Everyone gets hurt, sometime.”
“You don’t seem like a hurt person.”
“Oh, but I am.”
“Sorry, again.”
“Um, Torey is waiting in there.” I heard the door open, but she didn’t walk out.
“W-wait. You forgot something.”
Um, WHAT jusy happened?! Yes, Sorry I told you to wait until next week, but i didn't want a HUGE chapter for you people to read, so i didn't lol. i'M hoping you're loving this, but anyway! I'll post when I'm ready!!!
