I walked into school, dog tired because of yesterday night's 'activities.' Stephenie and Dick was already there, Stephenie was glaring at a jockie who had trapped her with his arms against a wall, and Dick was asleep on a bench nearby. I walked towards him, knowing Stephenie can handle herself, plus I don't care enough to help her.
"Hey doofus" I say prodding dick on the forehead with a pencil making him jolt up and grab the pencil breaking it between two fingers, holy crap.
"The hell was that for ?" I exclaim as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.
"Sorry, here take this" he said rummaging through his bag and handing me another pencil.
"Hey after home room we three have History with Miss Dead" Stephenie said suddenly beside us, I turned around only to see the jock unconscious on the floor, his friends surrounding him.
-History class-
"Okay class ! Today I will be assigning you all into groups of 3, each with a different history project" Miss dead said making me groan, how is it possible the coincidence of this happening ? A group project on my first second day ?"Want to group ?" Dick asked as I refrained from saying no, I didn't exactly know anyone else now did I.
"Sure" I said monotonously.
"Our house after school ?" Stephenie asked as I grinned inwardly. Why ? Because I can snoop around, steal some valuables maybe, find some information about the superrat and bird brain.
"All in your groups, good, the topic is South-east Asia countries histories" Miss Dead yelled not waiting for a reply. "Mark,Zanial and Allan, your group one, the history of Vietnam. Louise, Abigail and Clarissa your group two, history of Thailand" and she went on and on until our group
"Richard, Annabelle and Stephenie, group 13, history of Singapore" What ?! Luckily I'm not here to actually get good grades, because I have no clue about South-east Asian countries, at all.
-at the Wayne Mansion-
"Singapore. Me measuring 137 kilometres north of the equator, it gained independence on 9 August 1965" Dick said as I basically gave up on humanity. How would someone know that ? Literally, I've hardly even heard of the country."Sorry I need to go to the ladies room" already having a plan in my mind, all I need to do is slip out.
"I'll take you" Stephenie said, no ! No ! NO !
"It's quite alright, I can go myself" trying to chase her away so I could snoop around.
"I insist this house I huge, it's a maze" she says making me want to punch her in the face, maybe it was just because I hate the rich and powerful.
"Hey Stephenie, I need your help with the board over here !" Dick yelled, remind me to thank him later. Stephenie sighed,
"walk out turn right, go straight turn left, go up the stairs, the ladies room should be there""thanks" I said waving as I walked out the door.
-Stephenie's POV-
"You don't trust her" dick says voice ice cold"I don't trust anyone" I reply as coldly.
"And you like her" I say with a nicer tone.
"Shes special" Dick says as I shrug it off.
"Your tracking her aren't you ?" He says, I can see whatever she does through her eyes, a power of mine I guess.
"We have things hidden here no one needs to know about" I say quietly.
"Do whatever you want, if she heads to the ladies room, I'll try not to say I told you so." dick says smugly.
-Annabelle POV-
I walked up the stairs and into the ladies room, I knew cameras would be everywhere in this house, I saw them all walking in, I printed a map of their security system before I came, it was highly impressive, top of the line security, from wayne tech of course. But the toilets were of course free from prying eyes. I was aware there was a air vent on the roof of the toilet, the only problem is The air vent is high, and I'm short.
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