Eleanor's POV
"Evelyn shut up your going to get us arrested" I whispered in her ear,"Please me arrested? Besides I do not look good in orange" She joked,"Shut up already" I said getting tired of her useless comebacks. Right now we were in a old guys garage taking his motorcycle, ok well we were stealing his motorcycle. I'm not that into motorcycles, I'd prefer a Lamborghini you know?
Slowly Evelyn creaked the door of the garage open and I dragged the old harley davidson out of the garage onto the slick pavement. "Do you know where the keys are?" Evelyn wondered,"I think they're under the flowerpot in the yard" I recalled thinking back to what I had heard,"Ok. You put the motorcycle in the trunk of the car and I'll get the keys." Evelyn said sneaking off.
I continued dragging the motorcycle, actually about a block until I reached my old but reliable pickup truck. I don't want to brag but Evelyn and I fixed him up ourselves. I parked the motorcycle and pulled down a ramp I had stored in the back earlier. Slowly i eased the bike up and into the car. Carefully I covered it with a black blanket.
I hopped into the drivers seat and waited for my accomplice.
Evelyn's POV
I snuck off to the front yard of the house and looked around untill i spotted a flowerpot that I presume had the bike's keys hidden underneath it. I cautiously tiptoed over to the pot. Lifting it off of the ground I felt around for the keys. My hands made contact with metal. Snacthing the keys up, i placed them snug in my pocket. I reset the flowerpot.
I made my way back over to the garage, looking inside I had to hold in a laugh. I silently ran a block to where Eleanor's Ford Pickup truck waited. Hopping in the passenger side, smiling. "Did you get them?" Eleanor asked,"Yep They're right here" I said pulling the Davidson's keys,"Good let's go" and with that Eleanor started driving home.
Eleanor's POV
I pulled into the driveway of my families house. Evelyn helped me unload the truck. We walked the motorcycle to the front door. i rang the bell. For five minutes we waited patiently and finally a stocky guy who was slowly going bald with a face that I'd grown to love, opened the door. "Why hello Sweethearts. Your just in time to get some of your Mom's freshly baked cookies. That's a mighty fine bike. I reckon it could sell for a good load of money" Dad whistled,"Yeah i bet it could, But this is for Uncle Charlie, remember?" Evelyn snapped sweetly though,"Yeah i remember. You two get some food I'll put the bike in the back"
Now this was a normal day for us. Stealing things, from who knows who. It was natural. One day though something we didn't plan on happening happened.
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The Ultimate Heist
FanfictionOk so if your wondering, yes there are two of us. I'm Evelyn and that girl over there is Eleanor. We could easily pass as normal teenage girls who are obsessed with boys and lipgloss, but we aren't normal teenage girls. We're Thiefs. If I may say so...