The Uprising

Chapter Eight--Katelyn

This is another favorite of mine. Katelyn is a bit boring, but Peter and his cousin Esme sure aren't.

I was so excited to go to Annabelle and Emma's house. I had never been out of the N.I.C.S. until coming to BAYA.

Outside, a tall, dark haired young man with dark blue eyes waited for us. "This is Dr. Strauss," Emma said. "Dr. Strauss, this is Katelyn." Dr. Strauss waved. He seemed relatively calm, but excitement glittered in his eyes, and his hands shook.

The drive to Annabelle and Emma's house was a lot shorter than the trip from the N.I.C.S. (Geist. We live in Munich, Germonio— Emma)

My jaw dropped to the ground when I saw Annabelle and Emma's house. It was huge. A pool two stories tall stood in front of a white, modern mansion with blue, green, and red lights lighting it up. Huge windows were on every floor, and balconies on the fourth floor and the roof.

Dr. Strauss was smiling when we pulled into the driveway.

"No way.... I thought Ina told you not to!" Emma gasped. "She changed her mind," Dr. Strauss said. "What happened?" I whispered to Annabelle. "That car," Annabelle whispered back. A black sports car was parked in the driveway.

Inside, two women sat in the living room. One was blonde haired, and the other one had brown hair. I tried not to stare at the brown haired lady, but her eyes were two different colors!

"So you noticed my eyes, huh?" the brown haired lady said. "Uh, yeah."

"This is my cousin Esme," Dr. Strauss said. "Esme, this is Katelyn." He pronounced Esme Ez–MEE. "Hi," I said shyly. "Come on!" Emma said, dragging me upstairs.

Emma and Annabelle's bedrooms were huge. They both had their own separate bathrooms. A dance studio was in between the two bedrooms, and both bedrooms had doors that opened out to the balcony. Emma was right. That house was way more advanced than mine.

"Do you mind sleeping here?" Annabelle asked, showing me the guest room on the their floor. "Our rooms are just down the hall," Emma said. "I am fine here," I said. Annabelle and Emma said their goodbyes and went to their rooms.

I went to bed at eleven thirty. I got up at six that morning, and the drive made me tired.

The next morning was pretty chaotic. Dr. Stein, the blonde lady, was going to the Roviet Confederacy for the week, and Dr. Strauss was not calm in the mornings.

"Peter, I'm leaving. You can get Starbucks by yourself," Dr. Stein said. "You have to type in your address so they can know where to bring the coffee."

"Ahh! I accidentally clicked two orders of the Caramel frappuccinos!" Dr. Strauss gasped. "That wasn't an accident," Dr. Stein muttered. Dr. Strauss gave Dr. Stein a shocked look. "You don't believe me?"

"No, because I know you," Dr. Stein said. (Ha, ha, ha! Busted, Pete!—Emma) Dr. Strauss shrugged his shoulders. "Es ist zu spät. Ich klickte 'Eintragen' bereits." Dr. Strauss said. I don't speak Germonian, so I don't know what he said. (He said, "It is too late. I clicked 'submit' already"—Annabelle) Lukas, Annabelle and Emma's brother, walked to the kitchen, grabbed something to eat, and went back upstairs.

"Dr. Strauss, we're leaving! We'll get breakfast somewhere!" Emma shouted before walking out the front door. "Come on! Unless you want cereal, we' going to get breakfast and find Max!"

"Who's Max?" I asked. "Our neighbor," Annabelle said pointing to the huge house next door. I realized a boy was sitting on the porch.

"Hallo, Max!" Emma called.