Tea Break

Not So Super

Caleb Stewart sat on the beat up corduroy couch of the apartment. There was a cup of steaming green tea on the coffee table and he had a book on his lap. There was the sound of a door being pulled open and he looked up to see a small girl bouncing into the living space.

"Morning!" she chirped, adjusting her black-framed glasses. Juliet Smith was anything but a normal girl. She was petite, not over five foot with brown curls and a sly smirk plastered on her face. She was also crazy smart and a professional hacker. He had encountered her more than once getting into his laptop and accessing his accounts to feed her obsession with weapons.

"Morning, Jules," he greeted her and went back to his book. Juliet looked at the boy on the couch. He was a charmer, of course, he used his pheromones to get people to do what he wanted. Caleb had a pretty, boyish face with messy black curls and green eyes hidden behind his glasses. He was dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a black sweater.

"I'm bored," she proclaimed, flopping onto the old recliner that the trio had "reclaimed" from a thrift shop.

"You're always bored," Caleb retorted, not looking up from his book. Juliet leaned forward in her seat.

"Wanna see what kind of trouble we can get into?" she asked with a grin on her face.

"Oh God. We're going to die, aren't we?" he closed his book to look at her. Juliet always had ideas that normally led to trouble.

"It's Tuesday. I know how to restrain myself," she huffed and folded her arms.

"You absolutely do not." Caleb stood up. "Have you even woken up Amelia yet? I'm sure she'd be against this idea."

"She is always on my side." Juliet swung her legs on the chair. "Besides, I may have accidently gone a little too deep during my late night browsing and might have hacked into a mafia bosses computer."

"You what!" Caleb yelped as he sat upright. Another door opened and another girl walked into the living room.

"What's all the noise." the girl rubber her eyes. Her messy brown hair was a mane around her face and there was black make-up under her blue eyes.

"Ask Juliet what she did last night," Caleb told her and crossed his arms over his chest. "You're too smart for your own good and I'm tempted to take away your computer." If he did that, she would only use his or Amelia's.

"I was looking at new weapons because I like them and I clicked something and searched deeper and opened a mafia boss' computer and was looking at where he bought his guns from." she dropped her head and looked at the ground. Juliet had an affinity for weapons like some women had for shoes or other accessories.

"Juliet, you do realize we're gonna have a gang on our ass now once they find out they've been hacked. Unless you did nothing but look at their guns. You did just look at guns, right?" Amelia asked, stepping into the kitchen to make breakfast.

"Um..." Juliet trailed off.

"Juliet Emilee Sanders. What the hell did you do?" Caleb demand, standing in front of Juliet.

"I may or may not have sent their next shipment of dangerous weapons to our apartment."

"How has the FBI not arrested you by now? I mean seriously, Jules. You're like, obsessed with weapons and how to kill someone. You're a scary tiny ninja with jacking skills."

"I'll take that as a complement. Can we go out now? I'm so bored." Juliet flipped the lever on the recliner and laid back.

"You're hopeless." Caleb shook his head.