"I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm really, really bad," - Michael Jackson
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"C'mon Alexander!" I exclaimed, "We're going to get caught!"
Right now, Alexander and I were at a closed No-Frills.
'Why?' You ask.
Well, because we were stealing food.
We don't have enough money to actually buy the food because Alexander thought it would be a good idea for us to buy 8 jumbo packs of skittles, instead of real food.
"You need to calm down Ray-Ray, we won't get caught. With my stealth nothing bad will ever happen," Alexander said in a cocky manner while waving me off.
"You two! Stop right there!"
Both of our heads whipped around to see a security guard, standing his ground and speaking directly at us.
"Your stealth is a piece of shit," I hissed at Alexander.
"My stealth is amazing, it's your loud and obnoxious voice that got us caught!" He hissed right back.
"Just remember how we got into this situation, Alexander. If you had just listened to me and bought real food instead of Skittles-"
"Hey! You ate those Skittles too," he pointed out.
"But I shouldn't have!"
"SHUT UP!" Yelled the security guard.
"GRAB AND GO!" I shouted at Alexander.
I grabbed about 20 packs of beef jerky, snatched Alexander's hand, and sprinted out of No-Frills so fast, it would put The Flash to shame.
(I've always been one for over exaggeration)
As soon as we were outside in the No-Frills parking lot, we found our Red Jeep and speedily hopped in.
"Go, go, go!" I yelled at Alexander, and he listened, pressing his foot down on the gas pedal like his life depended on it.
"That was a close one," I breathed out as we were riding the curb while making a right turn.
"Yeah," Alexander agreed, "it was,"
"Where are we now?" I asked.
"Just outside of Orlando. Oh shit," Alexander suddenly cursed.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
He pointed at the gas tank.
We were on E, and the car was slowing down.
"Don't we have extra gas in the trunk?" I asked.
"Nope, that got used up a while ago," Alexander explained.
I sighed and grabbed my weapons back from the back seat, I felt the car come to a sudden halt.
As I opened the door to get out, Alexander grabbed the other shoulder strap of my backpack.
"And just where do you think your going Little Missy?"
"The car is out of fucking gas, and you want to stay with it?"
"Um, yes!" He exclaimed.
"Well, have fun with the car," I said with a fake smile.
I hopped out of the car and closed the door.
"Wait," he said in a defeated sigh, "I'm coming,"
"I knew you would," I said to him in a cocky voice.
We both searched the jeep for anything that would be valuable to us.
We found a few knives and a hand gun.
I put the gun in my backpack and Alexander put the knives in his.
"Alright, let's go," Alexander clapped his hands and shut the trunk of the vehicle.
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"My feet hurt," Alexander complained.
"My head is pounding," he said.
"It's cold,"
"My eyes are getting dry,"
"I'm thirsty,"
"I'm sore,"
"My hair needs conditioner,"
"Will you shut the fuck up please? Stop being an annoying little shit face, and suck it up. You complain for then my mom when she's on her menstrual cycle," I told him.
"Do you see that?" Alexander asked, totally ignoring what I said to him.
I followed his pointed finger, and yes, I saw it indeed. Also including it was pretty damn hard to miss.
About 30 feet in front of us was a full out bar and grill.
(A/N: I've never been to Orlando, so don't trust my Intel!)
"I don't know how in the hell we missed that," I said.
"I didn't miss anything," Alexander said, "I pointed it out to you, so you missed it,"
I rolled my eyes at his childish behaviour.
"Let's check it out," I said.
"We don't even have money to buy the food in there," Alexander pointed out.
"We may not have money," I said, "but we do have guns,"
Alexander smiled a wicked smile and pulled out 2 black ski masks that we had brought, he handed one to me, and I pulled it over my face and onto my head.
"Let's do this shit," he said while pulling his ski mask on.
He said 'Let's do this shit' and so we did.
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