«Chapter 1 - Misunderstood»

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You wrap yourself up in blankets and shield your eyes from the blinding light coming in through your window.

Someone pounds on your bedroom door three times before grabbing the twistable door handle and slamming your door open. On instinct, you lift one of your arms from underneath all the fluffiness of blankets and pillows to flip them off. The blinds hanging over your windows are opened and you hiss, pulling a blanket over your head.

"If you're a robber, I don't have time for you to be here. I'm sleeping." You give a muffled warning.

"No, it's your mother. Did you forget about our park date?" Your mom sets her hands on her hips, staring at the lump curled up under all the blankets on your bed.

"I don't remember us planning that, Mom. I'm sorry I forgot... again." You pull the blanket back off your head and sit up, eyes still closed to keep the light at bay.

"Get dressed. I'll be waiting in the living room." She's leaves the room, closing your door behind her.

You peel open your eyes just a crack, enough to see your surroundings. Your dirty, messy surroundings. Mostly known as your room. Looking over to your clock set next to your bed table, the coded red numbers makes you lift an eyebrow. It was only eight. You chuckle and lay back down, folding the blanket back over your head.

"Three more hours."

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Wrench fumbles around with his new, freshly crafted project, digging his screw driver into the opening and twisting in a screw to keep the piece of metal in place. Marcus sat on his in the back corner that belonged to him, typing away at his computer for any information he could get on you before his mask wearing friend did. Sitara leaned against the painted walls of the HackerSpace, eyes glued to the screen of her phone. Josh sat in the back, eyes also pinned to his computer screen filled with miles of code to shift through. Horatio leaned back in his chair, admiring his work with tired eyes.

Music played from the speaker in the far left corner, drowning out the uneasy silence as everyone worked without a word. That's all until Marcus jumps up from his couch yelling over to Wrench.

"Dude, guess what I found-... that was not there before." He walks over, pointing up at the picture of you stapled to his mysterious friends wall.

Wrench puts down his screw driver and spins around with his hands clasped together at his chest.

"Isn't it cute? I've been meaning to put it up for a long time now." His robotic voice is washed over with the sound of affection, his X's glancing up to your picture above him.

"Does The Wrench have a crush?" Sitara walks over with hands placed on her hips. A gigantic smile worked at her lips.

"He sure does, and we're going to see and talk to her for the first time today." Marcus loops his arms together, smiling innocently.

Wrench flinches, his X's turning into exclamation points.

"I did not say we were doing that." He turns his head away like a child.

"But I did. See, I'm the wing-man which means I can force you to do whatever it takes to pair you up with that girl." Marcus slings an arm over Sitara's shoulder, dragging her close to his side with a grin.

"Her name is (Y/n), thank you very much."

Sitara chuckles, pushing away Marcus' arm. "Stalker much?" She gets a menacing glare in return.

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