My friends from hell

Chapter 1

"Stop that thief!" Yelled the angry Walmart manager as I burst out through the front doors and raced down the road with my backpack full of stolen goods. My name is Emily moonstone unless your the police then my name is Jeff. I am 15 years old with long shoulder length black hair and storm cloud gray eyes. But enough about me lets get back to the story. "Hey kid wait I just want to talk to you!" Yelled the police officer racing after me. "You are talking to me!" I yelled over my shoulder as I kept running looking for a possible escape.Suddenly I spotted it my helpful hand from god  a crowd of people around a homemade stage with a open door behind that. "Yes I should be able to get away if I can just get there and slip in and go out the back door." I thought to my self. But one thing that you should know about me is that all of my plans end up blowing up in my face some how. "Yes, I made it." I said to my self as I slipped though the open door and closed it behind me. "Where did she go?" asked a voice coming closer to the door I was hiding behind. " she can't just vanish into thin air." Said voice right outside my door. "She could be hiding in the door behind you." Said another voice. Shit please don't check, please don't check, please don't check. I thought to my self as I held my breath and waited for a response from the voice. "I don't have time for a guessing game I just want her found this is the fifth time that she's gotten away." Said the voice impatiently. "Now find her." It said walking away. "Excuse me miss if I'm not mistaken I believe that your not supposed to be in here, now I could just hand you over to those police officers or you could do Something for me." Said a cold voice behind me.