
Jem and the Holograms Page #4
Um, well, hey, maybe that means
you have met some after all. Hmm?
can't even take their shoes off?
I'm so tired I can't
even try my new ones on.
Man.
I would have never guessed that coming
here would mean a whole new Jerrica.
You mean Jem.
Right. Jem.
Let's be honest,
at some point we all wish that we
could just become someone else.
Leave your old life
behind, start over.
But the odds of that happening
really aren't in your favor.
Except...
it was happening.
And right when I thought
everything would be different...
the past came rushing back.
This is where it gets weird.
- Guys. Wake up.
- What?
You gotta see this.
- What is that?
- I don't know.
- You guys, I gotta get this on camera.
- This is not a good idea.
We'll just go together. We'll be fine.
It's a little after midnight,
and we're about to make contact
with a mysterious entity.
- Kimber!
- Aja, it's fine. Shh.
- I don't like this.
- Aja, relax.
Just pull it off quickly
before something happens.
Okay, okay. One,
two...
Whoa.
Synergy?
You brought that broken old thing?
Doesn't look broken to me.
Look, there's pieces missing. Maybe
he left it unfinished on purpose.
Pick it up.
Be careful.
Oh, my God.
Wait, he gave that to you, like, a million
years ago. Why is it only working now?
I don't know.
That's the song that Dad used
to whistle in the workshop.
So that's how it
communicates. Through music.
- Oh, my God!
- Not bad.
Show's over, Synergy. What else you got?
Oh, my gosh!
Welcome to the Synergy
operating system.
Well, that's different.
Next-gen fuel cell,
airtight waterproof casing,
This goes way, way beyond different.
It looks like some sort of a map.
Aja, where does it lead to?
Santa Monica Pier.
See, those are the latitude
and longitude points.
Coming into LA, we must
- Jerrica, is that you?
- Yeah.
Dad used to take us there.
When the waves hit those
pipes, they make sounds.
Maybe that's where your dad
wants us to take Synergy next.
- You're right.
- Where are you going?
He must have wanted us to finish what he
never could, right? His greatest creation.
I know that look.
This is a really bad idea.
It's after curfew, we have
rehearsal in the morning,
and we don't even know if that's
what he really wants us to do.
Then we're gonna find out.
Wait, what about Synergy?
- We can take it with us.
- Okay.
Let this beat work
Let this beat ride
I be spittin' on flames
when the heat risin'
God Survive
And we could be cookin' pies
Behold the passion in my eyes
And let this beat ride
Work Let this beat ride
I be spittin' on flames
when the heat risin'
God Survive
And we could be cookin' pies
Behold the passion in my eyes
And let this beat
Let that beat
Let that beat Let that beat
Let that beat Let that beat
Let that beat Let that beat
Let that beat ride, yeah
You did it.
Go. Go.
Okay, hurry up. Hurry up. Go. Go, go, go.
Go, go, go!
- Aja!
- Sorry!
Shh.
All right, let's go.
- The coordinates take us over there.
- Oh.
The darkest, creepiest, most
haunted-looking section of the pier.
Never fear the unknown.
Wow! Just can't think of a better place
for four teenagers from the suburbs.
All right, little guy. Light the way.
Synergy! Let's go.
Jerrica!
Where's it going?
- This is it.
- Oh, yeah.
I totally remember this place.
This is a tetanus shot waiting to happen.
No, come on, it's been here forever.
I used to love it as a little kid.
That's the same song
I think one of the notes is flat.
It's this one. Guys, look.
Wow.
I guess Dad wanted us to see this.
make the right note. We'll see.
Whoa.
That's so crazy.
This is the first time that
he taught me how to play.
- What does it mean?
- I don't know.
I'm a rock star!
What?
Whoa!
Here, help me.
- Whoa, what is that?
- I don't know.
It's ancient.
Open it.
"Create your own destiny."
Some assembly required.
Looks like another map for the other piece.
All right, the coordinates lead us to...
- The Open Air Club.
- The Open Air Club?
You've heard of it?
You haven't heard of it?
Dude, that venue's legendary.
Our dad used to talk about it all the time.
Hands up, all of you!
Turn to face me slowly!
This isn't what it looks like.
trespassing on private property,
unlawful entry, and worst of all...
breaking curfew.
- Rio.
- How'd you know we were here?
I left my iPhone in the glove
compartment, tracked it all the way here.
And it's my job to keep
an eye on you, remember?
Even if it means getting out of my bed
and getting into a cab in
the middle of the night.
Thank you for that, by the way.
He's so dramatic.
You know, I think that
we're fine on our own.
Really? So you meant to trip the
silent alarm when you broke in?
- Oh, shoot.
- Oh, my God.
Look, we can take care of this ourselves.
You sure about that?
It's up to you, but I do have the fastest
way out of here without getting caught.
- I can't go back to juvie.
- You're not going back to juvie.
All right, fine.
- What's your brilliant idea?
- Jump.
We jump? That's your
plan? Jumping off the pier?
- There's no way any of us are gonna jump into the...
- See you later!
- Ready?
- Yeah.
Let's go.
Check. We have reports the
gate is ajar on the pier.
Come on, you gotta jump sometime.
Hey, you guys! What are you
doing? Hold it right there! Hey!
No, don't!
I don't know what
you're so scared of, J.
But whatever it is,
you don't have to be.
No. I feel uncomfortable.
Just be yourself.
Take this moment to decide
who do you want to be?
Who is that person?
What does she look like?
There are some ideas,
some voices that are too
special to keep hidden.
Okay, this is completely insane.
I get that your dad's having, uh...
- Synergy.
- Synergy...
lead you to different
clues, but why and for what?
That's what we're hoping to
find out at the Open Air Club.
You guys aren't getting near that club
without someone calling every
last one of their favors.
Even Starlight can't
pull a venue like that.
What?
You seem like you're fatally
allergic to positivity.
Would it kill you to be a
little bit more like your boss?
I mean, maybe then we wouldn't
feel the need to sneak out.
For starters, Erica's not
my boss. She's my mother.
And the reason she's forcing me
to keep you out of trouble
is so I can learn about the family
business and be exactly like her.
Wait, so, hanging out with
us is like a punishment?
It's 3:
00 AM, you stole my truck and allof you just committed your first felony.
Okay, so you hate your job.
Why don't you just quit?
Because Starlight can
make a difference again,
you know, if it backed actual artists.
You know, real musicians
with something to say.
Instead, my mom wastes her time on no-talent
pop tarts with all flash, no substance
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