Tish is wonderful to have around, she’s the heart of our group without a doubt. Always willing to spill into anecdotes about one thing or another, sometimes talking about the clouds – other times starting up games of Eye Spy on the road. She’s important to us. I don’t think she likes it when I become all rulesey and whatnot, but I guess she probably respects the situation enough. I remembered once we got to the hotel and I saw some amount of normalcy that her birthday is coming up. I’m going to do something for her, maybe get her something – I think that’s important to keep that level of connection.

She’s ridiculously useful though. Being a shapeshifter couldn’t be more relevant when you’re out on the run. We have to use her for the most part – going through motel officials stuff like that. But I haven’t been recognized just yet, all things considered I’m pretty lucky for that. Still, I’m going to get her a birthday present myself – I really think it’s important for her to know that we really appreciate her there.

Luckily she hasn’t had to see my… Fiery side I guess? I’m really awful at this kind of thing. I’m… More than a little worried about what everyone is going to think. I don’t know what they know already about my abilities but I haven’t say anything really. I don’t plan on it. I really don’t know how they’re going to react but usually when you find out you ran away with a mutant you call a hotline or something. I don’t know. Maybe I’m overthinking it.

I guess it helps that she’s cute. I don’t know though, I can’t afford to start developing one-sided crushes right now. I have seven other people to look after and I’ll rot in hell before anyone touches a goddam hair on her, I mean.. Their head. So I don’t think I have any time. Nor do I think she would have any reason to be interested either, I mean Jesus I must be a mess. Still, I doubt I’m ever going to meet someone who knows what I’m going through better than her – so there is that. God I need to stop talking.




Andy is impossibly helpful when it comes to the other kids. I still don’t even know what I’d do without him there. We kind of act as a unit, like the gay parents of this ragtag group of people. If I’m not mistaken we’re the ones who supposedly kidnapped the rest of the kids so that should mean that we’re basically responsible for what happens to them.

As stupidly obvious as it sounds, I think he’s taking this whole thing pretty poorly. I mean, don’t get me wrong – so am I. But, I think I’ve accepted it. I don’t know. You catch people in their silences though and I know how much he must be hurting. I think I should do something for him soon. I’ll have to figure out what he’d like. Something that would cheer him up just a little bit. I have noticed something a little strange though. Talking to him is kind of like talking to a cop. He feels like he’s leading you a little in conversations, but its not quite the same. Whereas a cop will definitely lead you where they need you to go – he kind of leads you where he think you might want to go? It’s hard to tell. But I’ve noticed it.

Other than that it’s been nice. He’s been riding shotgun with me, I don’t mind to take his driving shifts over – originally we were going to swap, but he was as pale as a ghost when I handed him the keys so I just kept driving. I don’t mind though, highways have a certain sense of beauty about them and he keeps me awake with quiet conversation.




Jay makes running away from everything you know a whole hell of a lot easier. When you’ve got someone who is as incredibly loyal as Jay is, which is to say he’s loyal to a fault, it makes it so much easier. He’s funny, when he’s awake while we’re driving he’s awake and he’s talking and making jokes singing along with songs, and then in an instant – he’s out cold. It’s kind of adorable if I’m being honest.

He kind of reminds me a little of an idealist form of myself. So confident and comfortable with what he’s doing at any given moment. Don’t get me wrong I’m doing everything anyways, but it almost feels like he feels as comfortable running away as he does watching Sunday morning cartoons in his PJ’s. His birthday is coming along pretty soon, February 18th. I wrote them all down before we left. I’m not really sure why, it just felt important to me that we make sure to not forget to enjoy our lives. As soon as our parents manage to take joy from us, that’s when we lose and they win. I think that’s why Jay is so important.

He’s the smile of this group. For a kid that seems to channel his inner anarchist he sure does have a lot of love for this world in general.




In all honesty Mia is a huge part of the reason I’m able to keep going. She kind of inspires you to take of her in a way, you spend five minutes with the hyperactive ball of goofiness and you just want to see her through this mess. Make sure she has a new home and she isn’t hurt anymore. I’ve seen her take some medication a few times that is kind of worrisome, I’m not sure we’ll be able to get her anymore when she runs out. I’ve been thinking about that a lot. I’m going to have to find out what kind of medication it is and see what I can do. I don’t want to have to rob a pharmacy… But maybe I can get Tish to do it.

I think that Mia is probably one of the more innocent members of the team, save for Malcolm obviously. She, Tish and Malcolm are the three youngest and have been painted as the kidnapping victims as kidnapped by Glo, Andy and myself. Not sure where that puts Jay but I guess we kidnapped him too. She’s a human from what I know sot that means she can’t really contribute to defending everyone but I wouldn’t want her to either way. I can’t even imagine letting her stand up against our parents before I do. But, at the same time, I really don’t want anyone to know about my abilities. Especially her. I don’t know why but I think she’s started to kind of look up to me.

People don’t look up to people who can mould fires with their minds. Might make her think twice about the burn marks on me.

I guess you could say that in a way Mia is the fuel for our team. She’s always singing along with the radio and swearing up a storm talking about how goddam much she’s craving some fucking chocolate. Stuff like that. But I think she’s just looking for a rise out of me. She has a kinda… Curvy figure, I try to ignore, she’s way younger than me. I don’t have curves like that goddammit.

Ah well. I love her voice, southern accents are wonderful.



On one hand, Malcolm is definitely the nicest member of our group and has a really strong sense of what’s right at what time. But on the other hand, he folds in on himself, his smile his as reflexive as his eyes and he seems incredibly self-aware. You catch these looks of self-chastising in the rearview mirror that I’m pretty sure don’t come out when we’re talking face to face. Because of this I try to throw him a bone every so often, give him the choice of music, small stuff. There’s not much you can do while you’re on the road unfortunately but I try to do it anyway.

He’s actually really kind and somewhat charming though, he’s got this real sense of loyalty that kind of just goes unspoken. Of course, you feel the loyal part of people in times like this, but it’s still reassuring to feel it all the same. I haven’t had to use my abilities since we’ve been on the road but at one point on New Year’s Day where we were making considerably less progress – most likely because of traffic I caught him looking at one of the burns on the back of my neck. He wasn’t judging me or anything like that, but it seemed to bug him a lot.

While I don’t think that Malcolm would ever suggest the idea of stopping our parents from doing… Whatever the hell they’re trying to do to the world, I don’t doubt that he’d be the first to agree with the plan. I really don’t.



If there was ever a more helpful person in existence than Gloria, they would be heralded as a lord and savior. While friendship with Gloria has a bit of a learning curve, and it is steep – but so incredibly worth it. It would be difficult for someone to find a more loyal person to befriend. Though I have to admit, I’ve been staring a little too much. She’s just absolutely beautiful, she has this sort of thing about her that’s so natural and effortlessly wonderful. I’d like to spend some time with her but I don’t want to bug her. She’s only a year younger than me but for sometimes I still feel like it’s my job to look after her. After all, I found the dossiers and if I didn’t she’d be with her family and her family was close.

She’s pretty fond of the jeep, which is pretty sweet. When we first set out she was always asking questions about it and taking a look underneath the hood. I actually already miss that, it gave me something to talk to her about. That’s probably the worst part of this whole situation. We all have something in common with each other, but it’s our parents. No one wants to talk about that. She seems to respect the fact that I’ve taken a small job cleaning in the motel, I get the feeling she might try to find a job as well but honestly I’m not sure.

What I do know is that she takes pretty great pictures with her Polaroid. She’s always got it on her so that’s been a nice distraction, looking over any photos she’s taken so far. I should probably get her some film soon. She has this really cool accent, though I guess she probably doesn’t like it as she doesn’t enjoy speaking English very much.

I think Glo is easily one of the most interesting people I’ve ever had the pleasure to talk to though. I really have a great time when we’re chatting in the motel or driving on the highway.



Cody can be a little uneasy sometimes, we haven’t fought much but at the beginning when something got heated he was kind of the mediator of those arguments. Other than that though it’s actually pretty rare to hear him speak up. That doesn’t mean he isn’t listening though, he’s keen on making sure he can do just as much as anyone else and help out when I or anyone else needs it, he’s just a little more introverted. In the same way, he looks like he could be any of our little brother. Whether it’s the physique – though he’s taller than me, or it’s his warm gentle demeanor – I’m not sure.

Cody and I have yet to talk as much as I’d like. He doesn’t like not having a plan and he seems to appreciate the idea that I knew exactly the motel I was taking everyone to and the amount of time it would take for us to get there, how many days I’d have to drive for and how long each of those sprints would be. I’m glad to have his support, but I feel like if I had just randomly decided on a motel he would’ve definitely objected and told me to look at more than just one It’s good to have someone like that though, It makes sure that even in the worst situations you won’t make too many mistakes.

I think his abilities must be pretty difficult to deal with. I mean, I haven’t slept much at all recently because I’m afraid I’m going to burn down the motel, but he could be walking down the street and just collapse. Glo carried him in her purse once. That was strange to see, let alone think of so quickly. Overall, I think Cody is a great addition to our little crew. Not only he does he bring consistently good morals to the table but he’s actually pretty funny sometimes too.