Chapter 16- Friendship with A Dash of Love

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    "What's your (10+20)-2(4)? Mitchell how 'bout you give this a go." Mrs. Andrews says. "Mitchell, Mitchell Brady?"
     "New York!" Mitchell says waking up from his day dream.
     "Mitchell Brady this is Math class not geography!"
     I snicker from my spot by the window. It's Mitch's first day at Brenton's high and it doesn't help that we got to bed at 5 o'clock in the morning.
     "Do you have a problem with this Miss. Willows."
     "No ma'am." I stutter.
      After class Mitch and I meet up in the halls, "Jeez that lady is sure something. And I thought Mrs. Bird was bad."
     "Speaking of Mrs. Bird..."
     Mitch and I didn't talk at all last night about what we had seen we were both to frightened.
     "What about her?"
     "She's frickin' evil!" I say as Mitch covers my mouth.
     "Shhh, no one needs to know about our private life."
     I nod, "But what are we gonna do? It's not like anyone will believe us, we're kids."
     "Easy. Do what spy's do, get evidence to back it up."
     I shutter just thinking of what he has in mind.
     "What you planning on?"
     "Let's go to Mrs. Bird's office at night so no one sees us. We'll find something, I'm sure of it. That double crosser won't know what hit her."
     "Okay, but let's be careful."
     "I always am, haven't you met me!" He says over confidently.
     I nod once again, this time I know our plan and this time I hope everything will go as planned.
    "Come to my house at 4:30 we'll talk more about it later, and please don't bring a gun this time." I whisper.
     "It's a go for 4:30 but I can't promise I won't bring a gun. I need to protect you. I know we've only known each other for a week but it feels like more. You know?"
    "I was thinking the same thing." We stare hopelessly into each other's eyes for a long time, his caramel eyes gleam with something I can't place; until I push away.
    "See you at 4:30." I say waving.
    "See you!" He says a little depressed.            I just hope this plan goes okay and none of us get hurt! But boy was I wrong...

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