Traveler (part 8)

So they took a twelve hour drive here. Why does that sound off? Oh yeah because no sane person goes out of their way to adopt a kid that lives twelve hours out out. Not only that the kid had been gone for over a week, leaving no time for them to really to know the kid. In some ways I think this is fake but since right now James is in my room watching me as I pack any of the other stuff that I actually own for myself. Technically he wouldn't have been there if Mrs Hendrick hadn't told them that I tend to take off often. So in insurance my new father, that told me his name was Rick, instructed James to watch me. that's where we are as of now.

"Why is the room so bleak?" I heard James mumble under his breath. Looking over my shoulder I saw him sitting on my bean bag somewhat looking around the white-grey room.

"Well let's see maybe it's cause I like it that way..." I responded turning back to the duffle bag that held my clothes. Moving a little bit of the papers in the drawer that I plan to leave I hear something roll in the drawer. Moving the papers out I see a simple blackish grey stone formed in a long Crystal shape. Kinda like those gems that are about half the length of the index finger. Nothing fancy, the stone could be in need of a polish. The stone had a metal cap on top of it that had design of leaves and branches on it. The cap allowed the stone to hang on leather cord. I hadn't touched this thing since I was like ten. It's technically the only thing I have from my birth parents. Looking at it now I probably could've sold it, but never did. Sighing I glance at the necklace debating what to do with it. I guess I had been staring for a while because before I know it James had gotten up and took the stone out of my hand.

"Hey!" I yell turning to take the stone back only to be turned back around again.

"stay still would ya." He mutters taking the cord and tieing it around my neck to where the stone would lay on my chest. "There now can you hurry up?" Looking up I glare at the back of his reflection as he turns to sit back down.

Sighing I stuff the rest of the papers that I had pulled out back into the drawer slamming it shut. I then turn to my duffle bag zipping it up and picking it up holding to my side as I grab my satchel. " You should probably get up cause I'm already done." I announce to him not turning to him only making my way to the door. "Why didn't tell me before I sat?" I hear him ask in irritation.

"Hmmm..." I hum turning to him. "Take it as punishment for touching my stuff." I say turning back around not really having a reason then to see how easily he got annoyed with me.

"that's punishment?" I hear him scoff.

"Something like that... Of course there are other methods." I mutter not caring if he heard.

"Heh. Like a wimp like you could do anything that could harm something."

"Would you like to test that?" I question stopping in my tracks before the stairs. "Cause I'm quiet curious as to why a family twelve hours out is here adopting a trouble maker like me." Turning around I face the boy. "I know for a fact something is up and don't tell me different."

Though James stood a good head taller than me that didn't stop me from glaring up at him. I could see he was set in slight unease but that's it. He met my glare not faltering in step. "I have no clue what your talking about." Rolling my eyes at the answer I turn around walking down the stairs. "Even if I did I would be careful with those accusations of yours. Could get you in more trouble then you know."
 
"That's what I aim for. Ask anyone that knows me." Its true. It's my entertainment in the wreck of a world. Trouble describes fun for me. James on the other hand seemed to stop and stare at me while I kept moving. "You coming? If not I can tell Rick you'd like to stay." At that I heard the sound of an irritated sigh making me smirk. Cause me problems I cause them back.