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Chapter 9 [Proofed]

Chapter 9:

Dustin, Steve, and I were looks around to see if we can find any Russians walking around the mall. Steve was wearing binoculars and looking around the food court.

"See anything?" I ask.

"Nope."

"You don't even know what an evil Russian looks like," Dustin says.

"Yeah, exactly. I don't know what an evil Russian looks like."

"Tall, blonde, not smiling." Dustin describes. Steve hums. "Also wears camo, duffel bags, that sort of thing."

"Right, okay, duffel bags." Steve looks around, "oh you've got to be kidding me."

"What?" Dustin and I ask.

"Anna Jacobi's talking with that meathead Mark Lewinsky. "

"What, really?!" I whisper shout.

"If you're not gonna focus, just gimme the binoculars," Dustin sighs.

"Aw, Jesus Christ, what happened to standards?" Steve complains. "I mean, Lewinsky never even came off the bench."

"Where are they Steve," I look around.

"Right ahead on the second floor, Y/n."

I look over to see the two laughing with each other. My mouth drops, "what the- there is no way."

"Dude, you guys are the worst spy's in history, you know that?" Dustin grabs the binoculars from Steve.

"Guys, imma go check on Robin. She probably needs help with Sinclares sister." I get up and walk over to Scoops.

     Steve's POV:

"Stop. Hey. Stop," I groan.

"Give me those," Dustin puts on the binoculars. "I don't get why are looking at girls you have the perfect one in front of you."

"Seriously, if you say Y/n again-"

"Y/n."

"No, don't, no."

"Y/n, Y/n, Y/n."

"Shut up, she might hear you. Listen, she will never like me."

"And why do you say that?" Dustin looks at me.

"Because, she's popular and nice and smart, and pretty. I was such a douche, too. I am pretty sure that's what she still sees me as."

"Look, didn't you guys hangout all year? You guys always drove me everywhere. Whenever I would call you would always be with her. Plus, she's a nerd." Dustin looks back into his binoculars.

"She is not a nerd."

"She so is, dude. First of all she used to play D&D, second she watches Star Wars and super hero movies, third she is hella into science. She is literally the definition of a nerd." 

"Okay, but she's not very showy about it. Unlike, you nerds. She's just, she's amazing." 

"Then why are you so busy looking at other girls?"

"Because I know she will never like me. At lease not like that."

"You don't know that."

"I do," I sigh.

"No, you don't. Does she even have a boyfriend?"

"No, but she is always talking with boys. She's like a boy magnet."

"Is that why your tip jar is always full?" Dustin smirks over at me.

"Yep."

"Okay, but does she ever get far with them? Like has she ever talked to you like, 'oh my god, that boy was so cute! He just gave me his number!'," Dustin makes his voice more girlier.

"No."

"Well, then she's obviously saving herself for someone."

"Whatever, kid, I'll never have a chance."

"I can ask." ;/

"What?"

"I can ask if she likes anyone."

"Wait, can you?"

"Sure, of course I can. That's what friends are for," Dustin smiles.

"You're the best, dude."

"Target acquired."

"Where?"

"Ten O'clock. Sam Goody's." Dustin hands me the binoculars.

"Shit. Duffel bag." I take off the binoculars and look at Dustin. It was clear we were thinking the same thing.

"Evil Russian," we both say. We follow him up the mall to the second floor.

"Slow down," Dustin complains. "You're getting too close."

I bump into someone while following the man, "Watch it, dickwad."

I look back at the guy who just called me a dickwad and turn away. The Russian begins to turn around and I rush to look at some clothes. Dustin picks up the phone and acts like he's talking to someone. The man goes into the aerobics gym. We see him take off his glasses. He's a teacher. What the hell?

Y/n's POV:

I was having Sinclare's sister test all the ice creams as Robin was studying the Russian sentence's. I finally get rid of her and  wait for costumers to come. Robins package comes and she goes to the back to get it. She then rushes over to me. "Silver cat!" She grabs my hand and drags me to where she is going.

Steve and Dustin come back and we rush past them. She takes us to the middle of the mall. "What are we doing here, Robin?"

She ignores me, "A trip to China sounds nice."

"What?"

"A trip to China sounds nice." Robin looks around the mall frantically. She then stops and looks at the Chinese food place. "A trip to a China sounds nice."

"Uh, Robin?"

She smiles and looks down at her note pad. "If you tread lightly." She starts looking around again. She then points to the shoe store. "If you tread lightly."

I realize what she is doing. She's decoding it. "When—when blue and yellow meet the west." She looks at the blue and yellow clock. We look at each other.

"Guys." Steve calls us. "What are you doing?"

"I cracked it," Robin smiles.

"Cracked what?" Steve squints.

"I cracked the code," she grabs my hand and we jump down.

"This girl is a genius," I smile with an impressed face.