The World Keepers 7 by Ty The Hunter

Author:Ty The Hunter [The Hunter, Ty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: We Built It
Published: 2018-02-23T06:00:00+00:00

“Whoa!” Thomas yells from his bunk, “What just happened?!”

“The girl you said I imagined just knocked me on my butt!” I reply, testily.

I (once again) start to haul myself up off the ground, plucking grass and leaves out of my mouth and hair. My character is a mess.

I’m not taking long in my effort to put myself to rights, but apparently, the girl thinks I am because she wastes no time grabbing me by the arm and all but shoving me into Thomas. We both topple back into the van.

She jumps in after us, slides the door shut with a “BANG!” and yells: “Get us out of here, now!”

Thomas gets all indignant, as only a 12-year-old can. “Hey, who does this chick think she is!?”

As though she can hear our conversation, the girl turns toward Thomas, her exotic black eyes pinning him in place. “Your ridiculous amount of noise has brought the bugs, so unless you want to DIE soon, I’d suggest you get in the driver’s seat and get us out of here.”

“What does she mean? There aren’t any bugs.” He says.

I toggle my screen, looking out the window of the van and sure enough, the commotion has brought the bugs. Two antennae protrude from behind the library and are quickly followed by a giant, flat, brown head, beady eyes, and enormous, razor-sharp mandibles dripping with some sort of venom.

I do NOT want to find out what that venom does.

“Yep, the bugs are here, she’s right, so stop arguing and let’s go.” I tell him.

Thomas doesn’t waste any more time. He scrambles up the center of the van, slides between the driver and passenger seat, yanks the gear shift on the steering column to put the van in drive, and takes off down the street.

I say “takes off”, and that might give you the idea that he’s going fast, but he’s not. There is junk EVERYWHERE, especially on the street. It might be easy enough for a person to move through, but driving a large vehicle through it is much more problematic. He has to either turn the van around so we can head back to the pizza place, or he has to drive around the block.

Neither is a very good option, but he goes with rounding the block since he’s a terrible driver when he’s going forward, let alone moving in reverse.

“Who are you?” I ask the girl that just took five years of self-esteem off my life. How does a guy get over being tackled by someone 6 inches shorter and 20 pounds lighter?

I might need therapy.

“I’m Julia, who are you?” she asks.

“I’m Jed, and this is Thomas.” I tell her, pointing a thumb at my chest and then a finger in my brother’s general direction.

She nods as though we’ve just confirmed something for her. “I thought you must be.”

“What does that mean?” I ask. Then I change my question. “Why’d you tackle me, could you not have just waved and said “hello”?”

“Well, I could have, sure, but unlike you two noobs, I was trying to keep quiet, so as not.

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