That's when it began to rain, but her fear of being arrested, of her parents disappointment, reigned in her head rather than the possibility of wrecking. If she were to recount this night sober, she'd tell them the thought hadn't even crossed her mind in the first place. So there she was, in the pouring rain, driving down a curved back road highlighted by a huge lake going 70 miles per hour. ---------------- Dreya Freeman, a human obviously. An important human? She doesn't know, and if so, she doesn't know why. Robbie the alien knows though, he knows everything about her. He's supposed to know, and she's only supposed to know everything he deems her worthy to know. ----------------- Disclaimer: Any art/music presented in this story is not mine unless mentioned otherwise. The characters and story presented here belong solely to me unless credited otherwise. Any attempt to claim this story, or copy it entirely without proper crediting or permission, is plagiarism and is against the law. ----------------- A product of fiction presented by @generatedwordydirds enjoy