Birds of a Feather

Chapter Two - Mission Success! ...Or not?

...The next day at the museum...

'So G-Pa was an inventor and an artist and a lot of people are after his creations... Apparently my fingerprints are needed in order to obtain his masterpiece. But why in the world would G-Pa have used my fingerprints though?'

I sighed, "The more I think about it, the less I understand..." I mumbled.

'And even though I was kinda forced into it...I became one of the Birds of a Feather. Can I really keep working here at the museum like nothing's happened?"

I sighed again and checked my wristwatch.

"Lunchtime already... Guess I better go eat something." I muttered to myself.

"Kaera!" I turned around at my name being called. It was Harold, my coworker. "Are you on your way to lunch?"

I smiled, "Oh hey, Harold!" I greeted. "Yup, I am! I was just trying to figure out where to go!"

"Mind if I tag along?" He asked a little too hopefully.

I laughed though, "Sure, why not?" I said.

'His voice always gets all loud and excited when he talks to me... I think Harold has a crush on me... But I only see him as a friend and coworker.'

...

We walked out of the museum and down the steps.

"What should we eat?" Harold asked.

"Hmm... Well, I'm in the mood for Italian." I reply.

"Hey..." I hear someone call out to us.

"Huh?" I turned around and see Asher standing there scowling at me.

"A-Asher!" I jumped back in surprise.

"I've been standing here this whole time waiting for you to notice me!" He said grumpily. "Do you even have eyes?!"

I glared back at him and crossed my arms, "Well, sor-ry! You should have said something! It's not like I'll always be looking around for you!"

'We're glaring at each other again... I wonder if we'll ever get along without fighting.'

I huffed and uncrossed my arms, "Well? Did you want something?"

"W-W-Who is th-this?? I-I-Is he your b-b-b-boyfriend?!" Harold asked looking panicked and despaired.

I jumped at the sound of Harold's voice. 'Ack! I completely forgot Harold was still here!'

My jaw dropped though when I registered what he asked.

"This jerk...my boyfriend?! Hell no! No way!" I spouted off with a scowl.

Asher huffed, suddenly grabbing my wrist and drags me away.

"Hey! What do you think you are doing?! Unhand me!" I snapped and tugged my wrist. "Where are we going?!"

"Kaera?!" Harold calls after us looking panicked, scared and unsure of what to do.

"Sorry Harold! I'm going to have to take a rain check on lunch!" I called back to him as Asher continues to drag me away.

"Whaaaa?!" Harold's eyes widened.

'Ack...! He probably thinks I'm a weirdo now. His eyes got really big.' I sighed and then glared at Asher since he wouldn't let go of my wrist.

"Uh, Asher?" I said trying to get his attention.

"What an idiot..." He muttered loud enough for me to hear.