"Do youremember where?" If we could find where they were, we could play the music in their presence, and then they wouldn't traumatize anyone else. We also wouldn't have any resistance, but us four were part of an endangered kind of people, and the lesser, the weaker.
I frowned. "Well I may be more gentle than most, but I promise they try to take you away and I'll kill them. No one should be treated like a lab rat." I could tell by the look on their faces my eyes had darkened,but I didn't care. "If they try to cause problems, I guarantee by the time I finish with them they won't cause trouble again." I studied Airo and Gabrielle. These two had been through a lot at the hands of these humans.Their behavior proves it.No one, much less children should be treated that way. I will definitely make them pay. I smiled to keep them from worrying. "Now, where are the rest of the people like us you mentioned, Gabrielle?"
"Well, one of them is there. Her name is...Clara? Something like that," I replied, pointing towards the classy cafe where the waitress worked at. I could see her now, her brown hair tied up neatly in a bun, a tray in one hand and the other sassily planted on her hip. I grinned. This was going to be interesting.
(This is how almost every grl at my school is. How do I even survive.)
I looked to where she was pointing. I saw the way Clara walked and acted towards other people. I smirked. I was going to have fun with her. I knew how she was going to react to us, and how I could make her listen to us. I've delt with tons of these people before, and I knew how I was going to shut up her sassyness. She may not like it, but you have to get it throught their heads somehow. "Let's go," I said to the others. We went in, and heard our music playing on the radio. Everyone asked us what they could do for us, and everything like that. I told them that they may want to leave. Soon enough, everyone but Clara was gone.
"What did you do?" she said,annoyed.
"We merely told them that they should leave. It was their choice whether or not to do it."
"Well, why'd you tell them that?"
"We want to talke to you."
"Me? You want to talk with me."
"Yes," I said, "As long as it's okay with you."
"It most certainly is not." she said, rolling her wrists to make her hands go in dainty little directions.
"Oh, well that's a shame. We think you could fit in well with us."
"With you?" she scoffed, "What makes you think that?"
I force my smile to stay on my face. I really want to slap the that look off her face.And I want to slap her again for talking to Tatyana that way. I force a pleasant tone into my voice. "We are like you, so if you'd drop that tone we could tell you about it."
I felt my hands tighten into fists and forced them to relax. Then I smirked. "Your manager is already gone, sweetheart. We sent him away with the customers. There is no one here but us. Now, Drop the attitude or you'll regret it."
I instantly relax and shake my head. "We are not these 'white suits', as you call them.But I guarantee you join us and you'll never have to worry about them again.Would you like to hear more?" 'Diverse'? Is this what she calls herself? I will admit it is kinda catchy.
"Good," I said, "Now, let's go." But I looked around. We only had two bikes, and five people. We could walk, it would certainly serve Clara right in her heels. But where would we have the others that aren't Gabrielle live? "Where should we go?" I ask Ambrosia.