Immersed by Jenetta Penner

Author:Jenetta Penner [Penner, Jenetta]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781548585303
Publisher: Torment Publishing
Published: 2017-07-18T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Fifteen

In my room, I find a pair of blue pants and a green sweater in a small chest of drawers and slip them on. Before I leave, I check myself in a small mirror on the wall. As I smooth my bob with a brush, root to tip, the strands change from blonde until the color adjusts to my liking. I concentrate on my eyes and decide on green today to match my sweater.

My Flexx vibrates on my wrist with a message from Meyer.

Where are you?

I'm almost ready, I message back.

Great. Make sure to leave your Flexx behind. We need to blend in.

I shrug, and as I exit the room, I pull the device from my wrist and toss it onto the bed. Might as well sleep my EP, too. I blink and the green overlay on my vision I barely notice anymore vanishes.

Sanda, Meyer, and Aron are waiting for me up top. When Sanda spots me, a wide smile overtakes her face. "Your hair?"

Nervously, I touch at it, unsure if it looks right.

"No," she says as she walks to my side and wraps her arm around my waist. "It's beautiful. But quite a difference. It's nanotech right?"

I nod.

"Wish I would have thought of the nanotech option before I cut mine." Sanda raises her hand to her dark, short curls. "At least this is super easy to take care of now."

"Why did you cut it?" I ask.

"Same as you. Everyone in Elore has seen me on the news. A wild mane of curly hair isn't exactly the style there. If I ever have to go back in the city, I'd stand out too much, like the last time. I could have pulled it back, but decided short was easier."

I shudder at the thought of Sanda's face on the media viewer after she graffitied the building in Elore, and how Manning used her to help make citizens believe Affinity is a terrorist group.

"Aren't you afraid to go back?" I ask.

"Of course, wouldn't you be?" she replies with the raise of an eyebrow.

"Can we go?" Meyer asks impatiently, a bag slung over his shoulder.

Sanda whacks him in the arm, her serious expression vanishing. "Come on, I've never had a sister! And a lotta good you are with hair talk."

A mildly annoyed expression crosses Meyer's face, and I catch Aron working hard to stifle a laugh.

Without saying a word, Meyer produces his handheld and maps our route. "It's a couple of miles, should take us an hour or so."

"You got the list?" Sanda asks Meyer.

Meyer pats his pant pocket. "Right here."

The four of us set off. Meyer scouts ahead and Aron trails us, enjoying the mountain view, I guess. I quicken my pace to catch up with Meyer, who seems to be walking slightly too fast.

"You in a hurry?"

He slows slightly for me. "Not really. Just want to get this trading over."

"What did Gabrielle send to trade?"

Meyer smiles and pats the bag. "Weirdly enough, food bars."

"Food bars? They aren't even good."

"I know." He shrugs.

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