Blades of Love

Chapter 5: I Steal Snacks on the Bus

Read with music: Feel It Still, Portugal. The Man.
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"I hope you girls work well !" My mother exclaimed as she handed us a plate of cookies.

The smell was heavenly but I could still taste the bitterness of being grounded so it didn't do me any good. I took the plate in one hand and faked a smile.

"Of course, dear mother !"

Her smile faltered a little. Maybe my exceptional acting skills were too much for her to handle ? I wondered.

"Thank you for the snack, Miss Kostornaya ! We'll make sure to do our best !"

Bianca put a cookie in her mouth and turned around. We climbed the stairs to my room and settled the plate on my bedside table. I sighed and collapsed on my bed. Bianca put our backpacks in the corner of my room.

"Um... what should we do ?" she asked.

"Sit back and relax. I've got to concentrate. Krista will be waiting for me at the rink in thirty minutes."

"Who is Krista ?" Bianca stared at me dumbfounded. What, she thought she was my only friend ? As if ! I was so lovable everyone wanted to be friends with me but I didn't let them all them. They weren't all good enough, I meant. Bianca, per example, she was a bit slow from time to time but she was a talented gymnast and she was nice. We loved to talk about our favorite shows or books together.

"She's a figure skater I met at the rink yesterday. She's good but I'll surely be better than her soon. I'll need a coach then. For now, she agreed to teach me some basic moves tonight."

"That's great ! If only you could go," she said before sighing.

"Maybe I'm not allowed to go but I could still try ! I've been thinking about something and I figured a way to sneak out. I'm going to do like in those spy movies !"

"Wh-what do you mean by that ?"

"You'll see !"

I opened my wardrobe and took out some duck tape, rope, a machete and a chocolate bar, cuz I was hungry.

Some might wonder, why does a teenager have a machete in their wardrobe ? Well, sorry, but I won't answer that.

I decided to tie the end of my rope around one of my bed's legs. This way, I was sure it could support my weight. The sun hadn't started to set yet, so it would help me see outside clearly.

Using my machete, I cut the excess rope and a piece of chocolate for myself. After glancing at Bianca, I realized she was a bit scared. I decided to put her mind at rest.

"Bian, my friend, there is no need to worry. I will simply go out of the house by my window. I'll tie it around my waist to make sure it's secure and everything. And I'll be back before seven."

"But... what about your mom ! What do I tell her if she comes up here and wants to see you ?"

"Just come up with something ! If you can't do that, google an excuse."

I took my leave. I had decided to wear leather cloves so the rope wouldn't hurt my fingers. I sat on the window and turned around, my two feet on my house's wall. I began to descend slowly, releasing the rope one inch at a time. I easily made it down halfway then a big burst of wind unbalanced me. I struggled to keep my grip on the rope. I even heard Bianca gasp at the sight. What did she make such noise, did she want to alert the neighbors?!?

My hands slipped and I feel a few meters without control.

Then, I used all my might and strong inner force to regain a grip of what was keeping me alive.

It stopped. I was out of danger ! For now.

I hurried as much as I could for the rest of the way down. I didn't want the wind to strike me another time.

I held on my backpack and ran toward the nearest bus stop. My mother didn't see any of it ! I was lucky or else she would have grounded me forever !

The bus arrived within five minutes. I chose to sat in a dark corner, next to a girl with her head in a bag of Cheetos. Everything was going according to my plan.

It was around five o'clock, meaning I'd have at least an hour to skate since it only takes fifteen minutes to get to the rink.

I put on my headphones and nibbled on a bite of chocolate. It was good but I could still taste its age. This chocolate had been concealed under a pile of clothes for a while now.

I glanced at the girl.

Those Cheetos looked so good ! Her mouth was now orange. It was time to stop. She put the bag in her backpack but she left it opened. This is my day.

After two or three minutes, she got up to exit the bus. I followed closely behind her but only I didn't have any intention of going out. At the last second, after she set a first foot on the ground, I reached out for the Cheetos bag.

She only noticed what was missing after the bus took off. I looked at her from my window and smirked, holding a Cheetos to my mouth.

"Brat ! I'll have you arrested," she cried out.

Only, no one in the bus saw what I did. All they could see was a mad girl screaming at no one in particular. Wasn't I the BEST pickpocket !

After the bus arrived at the rink, I went in the changing room. This time, my outfit was différents. I'd wear pink leggings with a unicorn pattern and a black sweatshirt with the words: Badass B**** on it. I followed Krista's recommendation to wear leggings because she said it does magic for double axels. I'd test that out today.

I was about to step on the ice when I bumped into a familiar figure.

"You !"

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AN:
I wonder who she bumped into, *cough* *cough intensely* *choke on air*.

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