Sex God and the Spanish Punk

Robbing safes and big babies

"Are you sure about this? They tweeted that they weren't going on tour until until 2017," CJ spoke worriedly.

"Yea but Alexander William posted that we should buy tickets now so we can get good seats," I answered back.

"Brad they're $400 each, that's more money then we have collectively."

"That's why we're breaking into my moms job, and and taking $1000 from her safe."

We ran down the sidewalk towards the door. I quickly swiped my moms card and we slid through. I punched in the code and the second door swung open. Lastly I turned off the alarm and the buildings security crumbled down.

"You remember the plan?" I asked CJ.

"Hold the elevator, distract frank," she answered.

We nodded to each other and made our way towards the elevator. I got off on the fourth floor and CJ continued to the seventh. Turning on my phones flashlight I navigated around the sculptures and art through the hallway. When I got to the room holding the safe I muttered,"shit" To myself. The door of the safe had 3 new ways of protecting it. On top of a lock there was a key code. Covering that was a face scan and a fingerprint scan. I only came prepared for the lock. My mother never mentioned that they added three more layers of protection.

"Ah chica it seems you've gotten yourself into a jam."

I snapped my head around to find where the voice came from. All I could see was the silhouette of a tall, bulky boy standing by the doorway.

"Fuck, who is that?" I asked, and the boy chuckled in response. "Whatever, just don't tell my mom ok. Please."

"What makes you think I'm not her boss?" The boy finally spoke.

"You're like 5, I know you're not my moms boss."

"5? Really?" He said stepping into the line of my flashlight.

When it lit him up I could see all his features. He was pretty tall and had big arms. His hair was dark brown with a blonde streak down the middle. I couldn't see his eyes well but they looked pretty dark too. He was wearing a black panic! at the disco shirt and black jeans. There was ink decorating his arms that complimented his muscles.

"You should probably get out of here."

"Yeah right, I made it this far why would I stop because some punk threatened me."

"Sassy I see."

"Just leave so I can get what I need and go home."

"Oh I would but, what you're doing is kinda illegal."

"Why do you care."

I glared at him, showing my anger for him holding me up. Not only was I pissed that he was prolonging my visit, but that I still didn't have a way to get past the 3 extra locks on the safe.

"How about we make a deal chica, I unlock the safe for you and give me s little something in return?"

"Like what?" I asked skeptically.

He just smirked and chuckled. "Do we have a deal?"

I rolled my eyes figuring out what he meant by "a little something". I mean I could always get him to open the safe and then lead him on until I'm bored.

"Sure," I answered and we shook hands.

He walked over to the safe and pressed his thumb to the scanner. Then he backed up so it could scan his face. Next he punched in the key code and fumbled with the lock until the door stood open. He gestured for me to walk in as he stepped through the door.