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CHAPTER SIX: the spy
You had woken up a bit early today so you could go pick up Andre, you made your way next door and knocked hurriedly.
Andre was sitting in his room, rummaging through a drawer. his mom sat on the couch and she turns to him, "Hey- I think there's someone at the door for you." she says.
"Tell them to leave." Andre says quickly while he continues to search for his watch. "Andre. be nice and answer the door." his mom says while sighing.
"Yep. I was getting to that." Andre replied and walked to the door, opening it and he saw it was you.
Andre quickly looks behind him and walks out the house and shuts the door behind him quickly. "What are you doing here?" he asks. "I have proof." You answered and Andre furrows his eyebrows, "Come again?" he replied.
"Proof that what I told you is the truth. but we really have to hurry." You day and check your watch. "What kind of proof?" Andre asks once more.
"Just proof." You reply, Andre looks at you before opening the front door of his house. "Hey mom-I'm heading out." Andre says.
"Alright have fun!" his mom says and waves at you, you waved back while giving her a small smile.
You then run into the yard and get on your bike, "c'mon." you say to Andre and he just walks over to you and waves his hand a little.
"Lemme ride. I just wanna make sure we're careful." Andre says and you furrow your eyebrows, "Uh- it's my bike." You reply.
"And it's for our safety." Andre said while shrugging. "Don't argue with me. just let me ride us there okay?"
Weird. he was acting nice all of a sudden through that hard demeanor? maybe he can change.
"Alright come on." You say and get on the back seat. Andre gets in the front and starts biking, his hair flowing against the wind.
•. •. •
You and Andre arrived. Andre was the first to get off and he helped you off also, "I'm getting my bike back too." You say while chuckling.
"We'll see." Andre replies while crossing his arms and a small smile tugs at his lips, one you haven't seen in awhile.
You make your way over and grab a metal rod, "think this'll do?" you ask and hand it to Andre who takes a look at it.
