I've made my plan. At eleven o' clock tonight I will sneak inside Eli's jail cell and take him away with me. I'm scared. What if I get caught or what if I get put in jail? That would be the worst. I would never survive there. They have filthy jail cells and there are people that would beat you up if you just look at them. I can't do this by myself. I need some help. But who? I don't know anyone who would want to do this with me. Well...except one person. Abby. I grab my phone and lock the door in my room. I call her and the phone starts ringing.
" Hey Abby" I whisper.
" Hey, why are you whispering?" she says.
" I'm not allowed to talk to you, remember" I say.
"Oh right, I forgot. Anyways what do you need?" she says.
" Well, you know how Eli is in jail" I say.
" He is still in there? I thought someone would get him out by now" she says.
" Yeah.., I was hoping that you would...uhhh..you know...take him out of jail with me" I say.
" Of course, I've always wanted to break a law. This is going to be awesome!" she says.
" Great! Meet me at my front yard at eleven tonight" I say.
" Okay. I'm so excited!" she says.
" Wait, do you know how to drive?" I ask her.
" Yes" she says.
" Can you drive us to the jail?" I say.
" Sure" she says."I drive motorcycles."
" I have a fear of motorcycles" I say terrified.
" It's the only way we could get to the jail" she says.
" Fine" I say.
" I have to go" she says. " Bye."
" Bye" I say and hang up the phone. I look at the time. 8:00 p.m. Three hours left. I take a warm shower and get dressed in all black. I wore black leggings, a black shirt, black sweater, black hat, and black uggs. Then I put on some warm pajamas over it. I stay up and wait til the clock hits eleven.
When eleven'o cock finally came, I turned off the lights in my room so my mom would think I went to sleep and took off my pajamas. I open my window and a breeze comes inside the room. I say a silent prayer in my heart hoping that I won't get caught and jump. I walk to my front yard. I see Abby with her arms crossed waiting by her black motorcycle. Next to her, there is a hammer and a gun on the floor. I walk up to her and say " Abby, what is all this?"
" We might need it" she says.
" I don't want to kill anybody" I say.
" You want to get Eli out of jail, right" she says.
" Yeah, but I don't want to get myself in jail in the process" I say.
" Your such a goody two shoes" she says.
" Obviously not. I'm breaking a law. I'm a very bad girl " I say.
She rolls her eyes and starts the motorcycle. I feel butterflies in my stomach. She puts her helmet on and passes me one. I put it on and she says " Hop on."
I get on the motorcycle. She drives it fast and I say " Drive slowly."
" I am driving slowly" she says.
We finally get to the jail and I feel like I am about to vomit.
" Come on lets go in the back" Abby says.
