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like the wind’s been knocked from him. “You’ve been waiting for me to make a move?”
Shit.
I didn’t mean it like that.
Or did I?
I honestly can’t say that I’m sure about that one. Dax is sexy for sure and , a great friend, but do I like him in that way — want him the way Olivia does? I’ve never explored the possibility, because I’ve never thought of him that way. He’s like Dog : comfortable, loyal, and mine.
“No,” I say, a half lie . “What I meant, was that I don’t understand why you’re so upset when we’re just friends. Right?”
Dax studies me for a minute before sighing noisily, brin ging his hands up to his hips. He hangs his heads and nods. “Yeah, Blythe. We are friends, and that’s why I’m worried about you getting too close to this guy . We don’t know him, we don’t know where he’s from, and we don’t know what he wants. I don’t trust him.”
“You’re being ridiculous. You don’t know anything about him!”
“ And you do?”
I cross my arms over my chest. “I know that he’s from D.C. And before you start going on and on about how that makes him even more unsavory, consider this: a guy from D.C. probably has government officials or M.P.s in his family. That means the axe would fall even harder on his neck if someone were to rat him out for rescuing that little girl. Don’t you get it? He’s put his life on the line for her and he cares about The Bionics! You may not be able to see that, but I do.”
“So you’re going to let blond hair and a set of blue eyes turn your head? Where’s your focus, B?”
“From what I’ve been hearing through this wall between my room and yours, blonde hair and blue eyes have been turning your head at least once a week for months now. And my focus is where it’s always been: on finding the others and saving them before it’s too late.”
Dax turns toward my door, glancing back at me over his shoulder. “I only want to make sure you’re okay. I know that August fifteenth is always hard for you. It’s hard for all of us.”
I turn my back on him, unwilling to continue to allow guilt to gnaw at me for something I should n’t feel guilty about. “It’s the sixteenth now, Dax , and I’m fine.”
Six
Blyth Sol, Gage Bronson, Yasmine Zambrano , Jenica Swan and Professor Neville Hinkley
Restoration Resistance Headquarters, the office of Professor Neville Hinkley
August 16, 4010
7:00 a.m.
Breakfast in the Professor ’s quarters is tense, but necessary if we’re going to organize some kind of rescue mission for forty-eight hours from now . Jenica has rolled in the flat screen partitions, filling the dining area with maps and surveillance footage of both Memphis and Stonehead , the maximum security prison facility where Bionics are held while awaiting their punishment, which is always execution. We are watching a video feed hijacked from the M.P. station in Memphis of Bionics coming and going from their underground shelter. They did a good job of keeping hidden, only letting those with less obvious technology leave and only when absolutely necessary. It was the small mistakes that got them caught, and we all watch the footage of the arrest silently . I glanced around and saw some with anger in their eyes, others with d e spair. It mirrors my own turbulent emotions at watching members of the Resistance rounded up like cattle and carted off to prison.
Beside me, Yasmine allows a tear to slip down her cheek and across from me I can see that Olivia is fighting them. Professor Neville has already seen this footage and is busy tackling his biscuits and coffee. Dax and Gage are glaring at each other from across the table and any second now I’m thinking they’re going to pull out the rulers for a dick-measuring contest.
Men.
“That footage was taken by Military Police cameras outside the Memphis hideout for the members of the Resistance arrested by the Enforcers,” Jenica says, pausing the video feed
Shit.
I didn’t mean it like that.
Or did I?
I honestly can’t say that I’m sure about that one. Dax is sexy for sure and , a great friend, but do I like him in that way — want him the way Olivia does? I’ve never explored the possibility, because I’ve never thought of him that way. He’s like Dog : comfortable, loyal, and mine.
“No,” I say, a half lie . “What I meant, was that I don’t understand why you’re so upset when we’re just friends. Right?”
Dax studies me for a minute before sighing noisily, brin ging his hands up to his hips. He hangs his heads and nods. “Yeah, Blythe. We are friends, and that’s why I’m worried about you getting too close to this guy . We don’t know him, we don’t know where he’s from, and we don’t know what he wants. I don’t trust him.”
“You’re being ridiculous. You don’t know anything about him!”
“ And you do?”
I cross my arms over my chest. “I know that he’s from D.C. And before you start going on and on about how that makes him even more unsavory, consider this: a guy from D.C. probably has government officials or M.P.s in his family. That means the axe would fall even harder on his neck if someone were to rat him out for rescuing that little girl. Don’t you get it? He’s put his life on the line for her and he cares about The Bionics! You may not be able to see that, but I do.”
“So you’re going to let blond hair and a set of blue eyes turn your head? Where’s your focus, B?”
“From what I’ve been hearing through this wall between my room and yours, blonde hair and blue eyes have been turning your head at least once a week for months now. And my focus is where it’s always been: on finding the others and saving them before it’s too late.”
Dax turns toward my door, glancing back at me over his shoulder. “I only want to make sure you’re okay. I know that August fifteenth is always hard for you. It’s hard for all of us.”
I turn my back on him, unwilling to continue to allow guilt to gnaw at me for something I should n’t feel guilty about. “It’s the sixteenth now, Dax , and I’m fine.”
Six
Blyth Sol, Gage Bronson, Yasmine Zambrano , Jenica Swan and Professor Neville Hinkley
Restoration Resistance Headquarters, the office of Professor Neville Hinkley
August 16, 4010
7:00 a.m.
Breakfast in the Professor ’s quarters is tense, but necessary if we’re going to organize some kind of rescue mission for forty-eight hours from now . Jenica has rolled in the flat screen partitions, filling the dining area with maps and surveillance footage of both Memphis and Stonehead , the maximum security prison facility where Bionics are held while awaiting their punishment, which is always execution. We are watching a video feed hijacked from the M.P. station in Memphis of Bionics coming and going from their underground shelter. They did a good job of keeping hidden, only letting those with less obvious technology leave and only when absolutely necessary. It was the small mistakes that got them caught, and we all watch the footage of the arrest silently . I glanced around and saw some with anger in their eyes, others with d e spair. It mirrors my own turbulent emotions at watching members of the Resistance rounded up like cattle and carted off to prison.
Beside me, Yasmine allows a tear to slip down her cheek and across from me I can see that Olivia is fighting them. Professor Neville has already seen this footage and is busy tackling his biscuits and coffee. Dax and Gage are glaring at each other from across the table and any second now I’m thinking they’re going to pull out the rulers for a dick-measuring contest.
Men.
“That footage was taken by Military Police cameras outside the Memphis hideout for the members of the Resistance arrested by the Enforcers,” Jenica says, pausing the video feed
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