“Are you helping us or not, sweetheart.” Kalla smirked at Kyle and he stared at her, looking shocked. She had kissed him. Kissed him.
“Yeah…” Kyle said, slowly. His eyes looked like liquid glass. Kalla shoved Kyle away from herself and backed away towards Finn. They whispered and Kyle just stared in wonderment at Kallisto. He reached up and touched his lips, slowly.
“Now, you were getting us out of here, right?” Kal said smugly.
“Sure… whatever you say,” he replied.
“Um… How would that be?” I asked.
“You’ll have to wait for Tara to leave,” He sighed, still not all there, “And once she’s gone, I’ll bring you to your jet. You have to get out. As quickly as possible.”
I nodded walking towards Finn. He glanced back at me.
“And she’ll be safe?” He asked, nodding towards me.
“Well…” Kyle paused, hesitating.
“Will she be safe?” Finn repeated, firmly.
“Tara has an ally, a partner. I don’t know who, but they’re inside the school.”
Finn nodded, taking this in with care.
“We can’t go back to the school.” He trailed off.
“Where will we go?” Kal said quizzically, furrowing her brow.
“I know just the place,” Kyle responded.
“And we should trust you?” I scoffed.
“I’m helping you out, aren’t I?”
Our voices drowned into a dark, heavy silence. The dead air floated, the only sound audible was a heavy rain pounding the ground above us that started very suddenly. Kyle left, leaving the three of us waiting for our escape.
We’re putting entirely too much trust into Kyle. I thought. I didn’t dare say such a thing aloud, since this was Finn’s brother, but it was true. As far as we knew, he was on Tara’s side, and suddenly he’s on our side because Kallisto kissed him? It didn’t add up.
Suddenly, I break the silence and look to Kalla.
“Why on earth did you kiss him?”
“It got his attention, didn’t it?” She smirked at me, but something was hiding in her eyes. Deep in her golden eyes, behind her smug smirk, a passion was hiding. A flush of light gold and a small twinge of pink in her cheeks. Something only I would notice, a slight touch of something. I decided to mention it when it was just us.
“I guess so, yeah.” I replied. My voice fell back into it’s silence. We sat that way for a while, until finally, Kyle came back.
“She’s gone,” He said, “But, only for a little while. We don’t have much time.”
“Well,” Finn paused and his eyes flicked passed everyone in the room, “I guess we’d better get going.”
“Let’s get to work,” I said. My voice was low and I was contemplating how we could possibly get away. “Do we have a plan?”
“Run?” Kalla suggested. “Get to the jet and get out of here?”
“I can fly,” Finn said quietly, though I could tell something was wrong.
“I can co-pilot,” I added, defensively. Kyle hesitated and then shrugged.
“Works for me.” He grinned at Kalla. “All good, sweetheart?”
“Call me that again and I’ll shove something down your throat,” she threatened.
“All good with me.” His grin widened.
“When you two are done,” Finn said quietly, “let’s go. Kyle is a space mage- he can get us where we need to go.”
“Ready?” I asked, sighing softly.
“Okay,” Kalla and Kyle agreed. Kyle snapped his fingers and then I felt dizzy. Terribly, horribly dizzy. I stumbled and tripped, a bright light flashing in my eyes. Suddenly, there we were, standing in front of the jet. I stumbled backward and Finn pulled me back up to my feet.
My face flushed, probably not suiting my hair.
“Thanks,” I murmured, smiling up at him.
“When you two are done,” Kyle mocked Finn, “We can get in the jet and leave. But, you know, take your time.”
We began to pile into the jet, Kalla and Kyle first, and then I hopped into the passenger’s side. Finn got in beside me and I immediately reached for his hands. I took both of them in my own and look him straight in the eye.
“Everything is going to be fine,” I whispered, “We’ll be okay. All of us.”
He nodded stiffly, something in his expression saying that he didn’t quite believe me. I gently kissed the knuckles of his hand and let him begin to take flight of the jet. Once we got into the air, after flying for a few minutes, Finn gently smoothed my hair back over my head because it had fallen into my eyes.
“Get some sleep, love,” He whispered. I smiled at his concern and tipped my head back into his touch. He took my hand, and I moved over until my head was resting on his lap. I fell asleep to the feeling of Finn’s steady heartbeat and his fingers toying with my hair.
Multitasking… I thought, as I drifted off to sleep.
“Are you sure you shouldn’t be using both hands?” Kyle said, as I awakened.
“I can manage, Kyle,” Finn replied. His tone was irritable, “You’ve been asking me that for the past hour.”
“I’m just saying… Is petting your girlfriend’s head more important than our safety?”
I open my eyes, and sigh, making a half-effort to sit up.
“Shut up, Kyle,” I groaned, “He’s not petting me. He’s simply playing with my hair.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry. What’s the difference?” He sounded smug, “And… Wait. I thought you ‘weren’t his girlfriend?”
My face got hot and I felt it turn a bright shade of red.
“Kyle, shut up.” I exhaled, burying my face into Finn’s shoulder.
“Don’t encourage him,” Finn muttered. “He’s impossible.”
I giggled a slight bit, and Kyle gasped.
“Impossible?” He said, his voice dripping with mock offense. “I bet you thought I didn’t hear that, huh, Finn?”
Finn rolled his eyes. “I’m sure you didn’t, Kyle.”
“By the way, this is for you,” Kyle added. He reached behind him, and pulled out something that looked like a glowing tennis ball. He tossed it, and Finn caught it, staring at it with confusion. The jet jerked sideways, and Finn cursed quietly, hurriedly getting it back under control. He sighed. “Wake Kalla for me. If anybody else can fly this jet it’s her.” He glanced over at me. “And no. Everything’s fine. I just need to check this out, alright?”
I could tell something was wrong, but I knew better than to press the issue. “Okay,” I breathed out.
Please, god, let him be okay. Hurt me, break me, I don’t care. Just… Let him be okay. I thought, Let him be okay…
Kalla came to with content sigh, before she pulled her guard up. Immediately, the wall was back and Kal was glowering.
“What do you want, Kyle?” She snapped.
“It’s me,” Finn interrupted before Kyle could reply. “Can you fly?”
“I can do anything. I’m batman,” Kalla grinned.
“Batman?” Kyle asked and Kalla sighed, exasperated.
“Honestly,” she paused for a moment, “Don’t you watch any classics?”
“I come from Koran, princess,” he replied. “What do you think?”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” she rolled her eyes. “You have no life. Now what am I flying?”
“The jet.” I said and her eyes lit up.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Finn nodded at her and they began to switch their seats. Finn, once in the back, disappeared into a closet. I sat with Kal in silence. Kyle slowly nodded off to sleep and I looked at Kalla. At first, the flying was a bit rough, but eventually it smoothed out. Not as good as Finn’s, but close.
“So,” I glanced over at her, “What was that kiss about?”
She shrugged. “To get Kyle’s attention. He’s got a weak point where girls are concerned, so I convinced him to help us by giving him an alternative to Tara. Not,” she added quickly, “that I have any feelings for him, whatsoever.”
“Kalla, I know when people lie to me.” I sang softly, “I can see it in your eyes, in your face when you look at him.”
“I hate him, Elle,” she said, blushing. “Why would you even think that.”
“I don’t think, my young and naive friend,” I beamed at her, “I know.”
“You’re wrong. I have no feelings for Kyle whatsoever.”
“What?” She snapped looking at me with a quick glare.
“You’re blushing.” I laughed and the conversation was over. Although she didn’t say anything, we could both feel the words hanging between us. Kal’s voice silently echoing.
Kyle woke up and reached over the seat pulling at Kal’s shoulder. Her face turned a light shade of pink.
“What do you want, Kyle?”
“Come back, I like sitting with you.”
I smirked, “Hey, Kal, you should let me try and fly the jet. Go sit with Kyle.”
“You can’t fly a jet!” She exclaimed furiously.
“I can do anything,” I taunted, “I’m batman.” I scooted her out of the way and she worked her way back to Kyle, a slight smile hiding behind her huge scowl. Sitting myself in front of the jet, I stared down at the controls.
“Annella?” Kalla called.
“Turn off autopilot.”
“Right,” I grinned, “I know.” As soon as autopilot turned off the jet began to plummet. Finn came rushing out, the plasma ball in his hand.
“What’s going on?” He yelled, as I grabbed the control wheel. I began to bring us back to where we needed to go, my smile sparkling.
“I’m learning how to fly, darling!” I laughed and my stomach was filled with complete joy and adrenaline.
“What on earth? Elle, you can’t fly!” Finn was panicking, hurrying towards the front of the plane.
“Of course I can,” the jet was slowly flying more smoothly, but hardly, “I want to, therefore, I can.”
“At least let me help,” He sighed, his voice on edge, “Scoot.”
I moved so that he could sit and he began to fly again. He pointed to the different buttons, explaining what each one did and telling me how to work each lever.
“After a few weeks of training… Then, maybe, you can fly the jet.”
He shook his head at me. Although, I would never admit it, he was right.
I almost crashed that jet.