Lydia and Marliss pulled up to the school again. "Don't skip school today." Lydia said. "How about I go to work with you? I can help out with the case." Marliss said. "No. No kids can be on the set." Marliss got out of the car and walked through the hallway, to the back of the school, and over the fence. She grabbed a walkie talkie out of her book bag. She cleared her throat, and started talking like Lydia. "Hey boss, I'm a little lost. I had some car troubles and my phone died. Can you give me directions as I walk?" "As long as you get here." Marliss sneaked into the murder scene. A mansion, of course. Perfect place for valuable objects. She snuck around the house. First, she went to the last floor. The policemen were searching the first floor first. "Lucky me, not that many stairs and only two floors." Marliss went into the bedroom first. There was only one other room. The rest were empty. She guessed the owner had no kids. Marliss checked all of the drawers and went on to the walk-in closet. She looked through clothes pockets. She looked in the bathroom, under the bathroom sink. She couldn't find anything. She groaned and went to check the drawers again. She moved her hand around, and soon enough she found what felt like a button. She didn't want to press it while the police were in the house, if it opened a secret place downstairs they would know that someone was in there. Either way, she knew she could get out without anyone seeing her, so she pressed the button. The bottom of the drawer lifted up and inside were some notes and letters. Marliss heard footsteps. She grabbed the letters and ran to one of the empty rooms. She heard mumbling. Once it stopped, she ran downstairs and placed the papers in her book bag. She searched around on the first floor and heard footsteps again. She hid underneath the dining room table and heard Lydia talking. "Boss, we'll need to start pushing things around. We can't look with just our eyes." The boss nodded and everybody started moving couches. "Time for me to leave." Marliss thought to herself. She started making water dripping noises. Like when there's a leak and there's just water dripping from somewhere. Everybody looked at each other then looked up. "Might be upstairs." The boss said once they couldn't find anything. Everybody went upstairs again and Marliss ran out of the house.
A few minutes later she was at the pawn shop selling the watch and other things she's stolen. $243.25. She walked to the restaurant she was at the day before.
At the restaurant, Marliss was seated by the same blonde woman. While the woman was showing Marliss her seat, she took a diamond bracelet off the woman's wrist. "Someone else will be with you in a second." The woman walked away. Marliss put the bracelet in her book bag. "Stupid people, why wear expensive stuff when someone can steal it? We're in a town full of criminals and poor people." Marliss thought. A few minutes later, a waiter was with her. A teenage girl, she had soft, black, wavy curls that went to her back, she wore a necklace with the letter J on it. "Where are your parents?" She asked. "My business. Can you just take my order?" "No, someone else can. I don't deal with parentless 10 year olds that think they're cool with some of their hair dyed purple." The teenage girl started walking away but the blonde lady walked up to her. "Justina, you need to work. Didn't your boyfriend run away with half of your money? You can't get fired." The girl who appeared to be Justina, turned back around and faced Marliss. "Don't tell me what I know, Jaine." The blonde woman, whose name was Jaine, went back to the entrance. Marliss smiled. "By the way, I'm 13, almost 14. Not 10." Justina rolled her eyes.
About an hour later, Marliss had paid for her food and was on her way out when Justina stopped her. "Seriously kid, where're your parents?" Marliss shrugged and walked out of the restaurant. She really didn't know where her parents were. Probably exploring the world with other kids that they're actually proud of. Wherever they were or who they were, she didn't want to think about it. She didn't need them, Lydia, or anyone else.
It only took Marliss a few minutes to get back to her house. School was over in three hours and she knew that if she made up a lie to tell Lydia why she was home early, she wouldn't believe her. Marliss checked the windows in the house. Lydia was in the house with... Marliss moved her head around a bit.
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Marliss and Murder
HumorMarliss is 13 and she steals from people. She also has mommy issues. She also hangs out with a guy thats a lot older than her. This story is funny I swear. My only good book so far. But it leaves off on a cliff hanger. Most of my stories will, I wil...