I stole your heart

Chapter one

"Shut up, we're gonna get caught" Olivia hissed at me.
"If I knew where I was going then maybe I wouldn't have to ask you for directions around all this rubbish" I snapped back
"All we need to do is get the stupid shoes, and get out of here!" She whisper shouted in my ear.
I stared around my textiles classroom, trying to find the shoes we were determined to get, it was as if we were in a mission to get them. A failing mission.
That's when I spotted them, right in the corner in the 11s2 box.
"Olivia, Olivia, I've found them. Over there, look!" I shouted at her. (Maybe a bit too loudly)
We darted over to them, (well as quickly as we could surrounded by boxes full of junk) Olivia shoved them in her black and white hype bag and we were off. Jenny was outside waiting for us. (She was meant to be the lookout, but it came obvious that that job was a bit too challenging for Jenny. Who was on her phone the whole time.)
"We've got them, we've got them!" I shouted at her.
"Wait what, you actually got them. You're both crazy idiots" Jenny snapped back at me.
"No time to argue, we're gonna get caught" Olivia retorted
We ran in silence, all the way to the end of the school gate. The adrenaline hadn't quite worn off so at that point, so we didn't really care what people were thinking off us.
Before we had dropped Jenny at her house we all made a pact to keep the promise that no one will find out about what we'd just done, or so we thought.
Me and Olivia kept running to my house which is about a 5 minute walk from Jenny's.
"We're gonna get caught, what if there were security cameras" I protested
"No there weren't, I checked. Stop worrying!" Olivia huffed back, seeing as she was still out of breath.
The minute we got to my house we took the yeezy boost 350s out of Olivia's bag. Trying to hide them from my mum, who was also at home. 
"Who's do you think they are" I said to Olivia once I had caught my breath.
"I don't know, I'm not a mind reader, why don't you check for a name" she replied.
My heart sank the minute I read that name. Hayes fucking Ashton. The most popular boy In school.
"We're screwed"
"No we're not, how would he even know it was us. And why would Hayes Ashton be in textiles at 11:00 o'clock at night anyway?"
"True. To be honest they're pretty awesome shoes if you ask me" I smirked at Olivia.
"No shit dimwit, they're friggin yeezys!"
"I guess that's why we stole them. Oh god why did we do this" I said putting my head in my hands.