9.5

Yes, I've added a .5 to part 9







I woke up, I looked around. Jina was still asleep, as was everyone else. I looked out the window down at the clouds, I saw a little tunnel on the top of them. It looked like a trail left by a bullet passing through cotton. It went on as far as I could see from my little window, and was small, almost the size of an average person. I looked around one more time, no difference, I fell back asleep.

"Wake up! We're here." I was shaking Jina like the plane was going down and the only thing I had left to do was listen to her talk about how much she was afraid of death. "Huh? We are....?" She seemed pretty groggy from the flight but she got up willingly. At the baggage claim I felt like there was something wrong with this girl, almost like me. "So why are you all by yourself?" I asked her, she had a somewhat alarmed look on her face but answered "Well.... I kind of ran away. I was from a rich family. I didn't have much of a choice in what I wanted to do... And what about you?" I answered simply "Nobody cared about why then, why should they now?" She grew angry with this response and shouted "Well I told you!! It's only fair...." This rather got me ticked as well but I decided to tell her as close as I could come to the truth. "I just didn't belong with the people there." She pondered this response for a moment and said "Hmmm... I see.... What exactly do you mean?" I answered quickly, hoping to end this conversation "I didn't actually get along with anyone there, so I'm leaving." She looked away and said "Oh, I see...." We stared at the now rotating wheel of the baggage claim, "There's our bags!" I said, "C'mon!" Grabbing our luggage we made hast for the door to get out of the over-inflated airport. As we stood outside I asked her, "So was there anyplace you intended to go once you got here?" She answered with a blunt, "No, not really. I was just going to make it up as I went along." I thought to myself, "Brilliant, this kids a regular wisenheimer." I looked around the immediate area and decided to just go forward. Forward seems to be the best place to go, unless facing a cliff. Jina still seemed kinda groggy, we reached a park and we sat down. "Is there anywhere you know we can go?" I looked at her after I asked the question only to realize that she had already fallen asleep. With how tired she was before I figured that we probably wouldn't get far if she couldn't in her state. I picked her up, and started carrying her on my back. I wandered into a neighborhood when I started to feel her move around a bit. She yawned, "Huh? Ah!" She clung onto the back of my shirt and said "Where are we?!" This amused me for some reason and I answered her, "You fell asleep in the park so I decided to walk for both of us." She slowly sagged down, "Oh... o-k... Thanks...." For some reason this disappointed me so I told her, "That was such a heartfelt thank-you I may die from the emotion in it." She sighed as she said, "Thank you..." She smiled, "Really." I felt bad, "No problem..." She rubbed her head against my shoulder like a cat would, "What's the matter?" It was so adorable I thought my head would explode. I wanted to change the subject so I told her, "Look there's a bakery! Do you have any money?" She grew a sour look on her face as she answered, "No...." I sighed. "Owell, I guess we're going to have to find jobs.... or beg." She stayed silent for a second, I turned to her and said "I'm kidding."
I noticed that she was staring at the handle sticking out of my backpack, a long wooden rod with a black rubber grip on the end. Before I can say anything she reaches for it as she asks, "Hey! What's this?" She tries to pull it out but my pack and everything in it falls out. The only things that I had packed, the hammer, a katana, and a shotgun. She stared at it for a minute then said, "Wow! Why you have all that?!" I quickly told her, "Well how else is a fourteen year old boy supposed to defend himself?" She answered this with, "With fighting skill..." I quickly responded, "Precisely why I brought the hammer." She yelled at me, "That's a waste of money!" I was starting to get angry, "Well, what do you use?!" She smiled coyly and said "Try to hit me..." I put the hammer down, dropped my pack, and took tiger style. I quickly thrusted my palm toward her forehead. She quickly jumped to the left, grabbed my arm, thrusted me forward while pushing on my back. I fell forward with her foot on my back. She said with the feeling of success, "I think you just got owned." I said sarcastically, "I was going easy on you." She smiled, "Heh.... yeah...."