So Jonathan did know something. He just wasn't telling me. The bastard doesn't know what shit I'm capable of doing. Oh well, he's about to find out. So...knowing that it was still school time, I knew he still would be there. Fun Fact: He doesn't live with his parents. Instead, he saved up to buy himself a house while his parents provided a car for his sixteenth birthday. So seeing that he was my lifetime crush about a couple weeks ago, I used to gather as much information as I could get on him as though he was some lab report or something (which I have to admit is freaking creepy). Oh well! So...long story short, I know where he lives and I was going to see if I could find anything there. It was about a thirty minute drive from the cinema to his house. His car wasn't there (obviously) and his doors were locked. Okay, I have to admit, I didn't think it though. All I knew was that I was gonna get into the house by any means necessary.
So... I looked around the house and luckily he left a window open. Knowing my stealthiness, I hit my hip against the windowpane and fell on my face. Luckily I didn't break my nose but it was bleeding. By the looks of it, I knew I was in his room. I quickly ran out to find the bathroom and get tissue.
So... my nose hurt a lot but look on the bright side; I now looked like I was related to Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer. Well, I could've been worse. I mean I could've broken my nose or some shit like that. So I began to look for clues. I searched his living room first. There was nothing in there except a few water bottles, a couch, a study table, desktop and a book shelf. So... I moved to the kitchen, a place of mystery. The fridge was full of clues. Wait, did I say clues, I meant food. Lots of it for a person who lives alone. I found a batch of cookies and devoured a couple of them. I mean a girl's hungry things happen. I found Kool-Aid Jammers too. I took one and packed two. Later the little voice inside me that I usually ignore, told me that taking it would make me a thief. I said I "usually" ignore it so... I'm a girl who doesn't break my routines so I once again ignored that little voice. I'm so sorry for being a jerk. Oh well! Life goes on. So far no clues. It was pointless. There was literally nothing here so what was the point of staying.
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Escape
Короткий рассказWe've all dreamed of having at least one true friend in our lifetime. Some of us long to have that one person to share all our secrets with instead of having them bottled up inside of us. Well Liv Rivers found that person. At first, things weren't g...
