I still do not like Douglas.
Madison has been spending time with him every day after school this week, and I am sure it cannot be just for this chemistry lab they are working on. Madison can do these equations in her sleep. She could work out cold fusion in her sleep.
Perhaps, that is it. He must be onto us in some way. I would not be worried if the government was after some secret of ours. They already have anything useful, at least anything they could wrap their minds around. But this boy, he is too curious. I do not believe he is, as my sister calls him, "a nice guy." No, he is up to something. If he has not figured out who we are, I fear he soon will. And then what will he want?
She is supposedly seeing him again tonight. It is not a date, she tells me. She said she is going out with friends. However, I am sure this boy is involved. I can hear that little hidden excitement in the tone of her voice. She has only been in this human school two weeks, and already it is happening.
This is a date. With Douglas.
I do not like that boy.
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