"Are you sure this is a smart idea?" I asked Jake on the way to Cassie's
farm. "Your friends do not seem to like me..."
"They'll be fine. They just..."
"Think I'm an alien?" I asked. Jake looked at me surprised, like I had just
read his mind. And I had... in a way.
In the two weeks I had hung around Jake, his friends were close at hand. It
was like if I hurt him or threatened him in anyway they would tear me. Piece
by piece. Jake had done his best to make sure that everyone knew I was a
friend and not a foe. Although everyone thought otherwise.
"There's another reason why you want me to come to your 'meetings' Jake. What
We looked directly at each other. I did my best to stare him down, a
technique I have learned several years ago. He wasn't going to give in any
time soon though, so we stood there for awhile.
After several minutes he continued walking to the little barn that Cassie's
father kept all the sick and injured animals. I followed behind as I cursed