100% Perfect Ch.12

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100% Perfect Ch.12

**Bailey's POV

"Now we just need to send a false signal." Poppy said. Everything that needed to be cut out had been cut out, and let me tell you, it was freaking excruciating. I still can't see how Poppy's walking. I rubbed my wrist.

"How are we going to do that?" Gordon asked.

"Well, there's no way we can stay in the house thing.  I guess we start moving one way, I send the signal, then we turn around." Poppy said. I looked at mom. She seemed perfectly content, reading a map.

"Where exactly are we gonna go?" I asked.

 "I say we go to California. There's so many people there." Mom said. Apparently she had been paying attention to the conversation.

"So does that mean we drive the opposite direction first?" I asked.

"Yeah pretty much." Poppy said.

**Two Days Later

I sat in the car by Poppy, staring out the window. She was picking at a granola bar.

"Omigod, this is so good! I haven't had one of these since I was sent back to the lab!" Poppy cried out as she swallowed a bit of the bar. 

"What was it like?" I asked. What? It's not like I would know.

"Well, the first ten years of my life was fine. I had the best family, friends, all the good stuff. Then the people came and said my time was up. I had to go. They gave me a day to pack and say goodbye. They said my sister would be there. Then they took me." She said, munching on the granola bar still, like it was the best food in the world.

"After that it was just kind of a crappy blur. You didn't come. Thank god you didn't. I think they want to use us to kill people. Day after day they made me train my powers, they stabbed me with random objects. Then McLean gave me an envelope a few days ago. He said he had found you." Mom tensed when Poppy mentioned McLean.

"And then I came. End of story." Poppy crumpled the wrapper of the granola bar. "Sorry for coming so unannounced." She added. I held my hand out for the wrapper and put it into the trash bag.

"It's okay sweetie. We're all just glad your alive and away from...them."  Mom said, accentuating 'Them'. Poppy shot a smile, then tightened her pony tail.

"You have a nice family." She said silently.

"Yeah." I said back. The next 12 hours basically constituted as driving through Kansas and Nevada, ending up in Cali. It was morning by then, and the sun was blazing hot. Gordon and Mom had switched places to where she was driving and he was passed out against the window.

"We're here." Mom said, driving around what seemed to be San Francisco. I think she was looking for a run down hotel that was partially safe. I dunno. Poppy was curled in a ball, then outstretched on the back seat, then she finally sat up.

"Where are we?" She asked, yawning.

"Francisco." I said.

"Oh. Okay. By the way, if you go down this road for a mile then take a right, there's a cheap-o hotel with a ton of Mexicans, not to be racist." Poppy said, then laid back down. 

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