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"Always so flashy..." Brand commented with a smirk, following Z out the door. Lukas rolled his eyes and followed his friends. "So, do you guys even know where this truck is going to be?" The German asked, one hand in his pocket, the other flipping through his phone. All the webpages were in German, his native language. Just 'cause he wasn't currently living in Germany didn't mean he didn't wish he still did. Sure, his friends were nice, but America was so strange and uptight.

"Well, I mean it's taking the highway so if we go stand by the exit..." Brand replied, shrugging. "Cool. Maybe they'll give us a demonstration or something." Lukas said, shutting his phone off and shoving it in his pocket. "I seriously doubt scientists travel with the truck, dude." Brand shot back, snickering, as he took a long drag of his coffee. Lukas just glared at his shorter, male friend before looking back to the road.
"Ugh, sorry dudes, I gotta go head home." One of their friends, Sam, said as he stood up. "I'll see you tomorrow, probably." The fourth member of the crew also stood up. "I'll walk with you," Drake offered. "I have a boyfriend who's waiting to see me."

"Huh? Laaaame." Brand grumbled, as the two shrugged and waved good-bye. Suddenly, it was just Brand, Z, and the last member of the club, Lukas. The blonde man looked up from his phone, feeling the eyes of his friends on him. "Huh? Oh, yeah. I guess we can go now." He said with an accent. Lukas was born in Germany and moved to America when he was 8. He was fluent in German, English, and ASL. He also took spanish at the school. Learning languages was one of his quirks.

He stood up, his hand combing through his blonde hair. His hair was similarly styled to Brand, accept instead of curls it was spiked. In addition, Lukas's hair tended to outline and hang in the way of his eyes, so it was messier than Brand's neat hair. Lukas blinked his bright, big, and very awake green eyes. "So, I guess we should be off?" He wore blue-grey cargo shorts and a Navy blue short-sleeved sweatshirt thing for a top.

Brand rolled his eyes, getting to his feet as well. "I guess we will, seeing as you want to move to fast all the time. If we don't leave now, you'll leave us in the dust." He looked to Z. "Ready?"
Okay, here we go.

Everything was always so boring in the town of Mesa, Arizona. In fact, it was so boring that it made the top 10 most boring cities in the United States. It was ranked #9.

School had just ended, leaving the once-leaders-of-the-pack Seniors as graduates. Brand Newell has enjoyed the first weeks of his newfound freedom, but then he realized how boring his life was once again. He was so bored out of his mind that a big, fancy truck carrying science stuff passing through a town like Mesa was big news to him.

"Do you guys wanna go check out this truck? It might be something to do..." He asked his friends, leaning back against his chair. They were at a coffee shop, mainly because Brand was addicted to the stuff and wherever he went, the others usually followed for some reason. He looked at his reflection in the dark drink's mirror. He saw a dorky, tired looking young man who was covered from head to toe in freckles. His curly hair was neaty shaven on the sides of his head but was a mop of a fiery mess atop his skull. He wore also too big, black-framed glasses did a better job outline his watery-blue eyes than his orange eyelashes. His skin was so pale that it almost had a blueish-tint to it from his veins.

Even though it was a 102 degrees out, he was still wearing his usual fashion; a pale yellow, short sleeved button down, a deep purple sleeveless vest, and long blue jeans that were tucked into hiking boots. He had two silver studs decorating his left ear and only one in his left. He yawned, being as tired as ever. The boredom wasn't helping with that.
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Ryan looked over his sister, feeling the pressure of Juliettee's hand on his shoulder. "Well, I'm always unstable," Ryan started, gritting his teeth, "then I guess I better get up there." He seemed unnaturally calm right now, at least for someone as hyper as him. He turned to his girlfriend and handed her his sister. "I'll come back down in a couple minutes." He said to his family and loved ones before going up the stairs.

He didn't even wait to hear what Alex or Crystal may or may not say. He was up the stairs and standing outside of his mother's room. The air was so full of electricity that he could feel his hair stick up a bit. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before reaching for the door knob.
Senna leaned against the wall, her eye on the T.V. "of course you are." She muttered, her arms crossed over her chest. "Have you found anything important?" Tim asked, standing across the room from Senna, keeping his gaze away from Z.
Ryan just stood there. After a few moments, he wiggled out of Crystal's grasp and sat over by his baby sister. "Where's my mom?" He asked his family, gently picking Melania up and cradling her in his arms. There was no idea she would understand what was going on. Or, at least not for a few years...
Senna walked passed Z without looking at her. "Something more important popped up." She reached for his remote and flipped the TV to the news. A report on the latest disappearance was happening. "It's almost halloween, you know what that means. We need help." She gestured to the tv, which was currently showing a picture of the little boy who had been kidnapped. "I think those five are the five latest victims in a human trafficking program that's being run here in gotham. The big man and Dick are busy with dozens of other cases...so this one is mine to lead." She looked to Ace. "I want you on my team, and as much as I don't like it, Tim too."
Ryan, without the slightest doubt, flung himself off of the ferris wheel and dove through the portal. He came out the other side inside of his house, not his new apartment. He was standing in the middle of his parent's living room.
Ryan's eyes darted around the ferris wheels' carrier as he heard Alex's words. "...are you sure?" He asked calmly, feeling Juliettee move closer to him. He didn't even wait for Alex to answer, he knew what he was going to say. "I'll be home soon." He spoke clearly before ending the call. He swallowed hard, clearly still trying to wrap his head around things. "Juliettee...do you think you could get us out of here?"
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