A week after my catching up with Hayley (who we've decided to call Neon), four people show up at the door of the diner. "Damn, it's been a while," I tell them. "Yeah. Oh, no... Really? My sister's here? C'mon, I just got away from her!" says Cassie, looking disappointed to see Kat standing behind me. "Hey, Cassie," she says, bored. "I thought I knew who you were!" says Riley. We knew each other when he was in fifth grade and I was in second. Once I got to the high school, he was a freshman and he didn't remember me at all. I told him who I was over the phone, now we're back to being almost friends. "Do I know you?" asks Ryan. "Uh, kinda. We used to ride the same bus. You remember Lesley?" I ask. He nods. "I'm her friend. So I'm a friend of a friend," I tell him. "Oh. Well, nice to, uh, see you again, I guess," he says. 'Why don't I remember her?' he thinks. "Because this is the longest conversation we've ever had," I say, answering his thought. "I can read minds," I explain. He blushes. I wave them inside. They all stop dead in their tracks when they see the former members of My Chemical Romance. Cassie is visibly in danger of fangirling, which she never does. Riley and Ryan are just standing there, mouths open, looking too stupid for words. "Okay, Ryan, Riley, Cassie, this is Poison, Ghoul, Jet, and Kobra. The one in the corner is Show Pony, the one in the wheelchair is Dr. D, and these are Fang, Maya, Caleb, and Logan," I say, pointing to each one. "Guys, these are Riley, Ryan, and Cassie," I tell the Killjoys. They all shake hands. "Okay, now that everyone is settled down, I'm going to go for a flight around the Zones," I say. "'Flight?' What do you mean?" asks Ryan. I spread my wings a little. He faints. I take off and start flying. After a while of desert, I come across a heated gunfight between three Killjoys and six Dracs. The Killjoys win. I fly down. "Nice job. Although it didn't really seem like a fair fight. What are your names?" I ask. The tallest one points her raygun at me. I realize I'm still wearing my BLi shirt over one of Kobra's tank tops. I take off the BLi shirt, and she lowers the gun. "I'm Jammer Jinx," she says. The shortest one says, "I'm Storm Fire, but you can call me Mavis." "Neon Bunny. I go by Lizzy," says the third. "Okay. Wanna come with me back to the diner?" I ask. "Sure," says Jinx. We start off along Route Guano.
