Chapter 36

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Craig's POV

School already ended and I was walking home with Jonathan.

Craig:
"Hey Jonathan?"

Jonathan:
"Yeah?"

Craig:
"I'm not trying to be rude or anything but I've heard you guys and you don't all that good."

I said looking down at the ground waiting for Jonathan to yell at me.

Jonathan:
"And?"

I looked up at him with wide eyes.

Craig:
"I was wondering if I could maybe help you guys out?"

Jonathan:
"What do you mean?"

Craig:
"I mean help you guys get your sound back."

Jonathan:
"What do you mean? We do have our sound."

Craig:
"Your voices"

Jonathan:
"No, we don't need help Craig. And that would put you at risk and I don't want that."

Jonathan said as I looked at the ground.

Craig:
"But what if they didn't know who I was?"

Jonathan turned his head at me with a questioning look.

Jonathan:
"What on earth are you trying to say?"

Craig:
"I'm trying to say what if I changed the way I look?"

Jonathan:
"No, not one chance."

Craig:
"But you don't even know unless you try!"

Jonathan:
"I already said no Craig, No means no."

Jonathan said as he stopped walking. Me doing the same.

Craig:
"I don't want to hide anymore Jon. I want to sing with out a worry. I want to show people who the real Craig Thompson is."

Jonathan:
"Well none of that is happening."

Craig:
"But why?"

Jonathan:
"Because Craig, As soon as you do that, you'll regret it. And you'll be running back to me. I'm trying to save you Craig. I love you very much. I don't want to see you upset."

I looked down at the ground than I felt Jonathan touch my chin.

Jonathan:
"I know I seem like a bad person but I'm just trying to look out for you."

Craig:
"I know. It was a stupid idea anyway."

I said as I continued to walk.

Jonathan:
"It wasn't stupid Craig."

Jonathan said as he started walking beside me again.

I didn't say anything back to him as we continued to walk home in silence.

Once we got home we started practicing our powers. Me shooting fire balls at Jonathan as he iced them.

As we did so I kept on thinking of ways I could help them with out them knowing who I am.

An hour or so later me and Jonathan went inside to rest. I went up to my room to write down some of my ideas.

I was drawing myself but put different clothes on myself to make me look different. I also had an idea, I put a orange mask on myself with white lines on it. I was also wearing a orange sweater and black jeans, with Orange and white shoes.

Jonathan:
"Craig! I'm going to Evan's to practice for the show. I left food for you if you get hungry. Bye!"

Craig:
"Bye!"

I yelled back as an idea came to mind. Since Jonathan was now gone. I could make the clothing and mask.

When I was little me and A friend of mine did this clothing class together So I know how to make clothing.

First I needed to get the things I would need to make the clothing. So I made a list and headed out to the store to buy them.

Once that was done. I went back home and started making the clothing and mask.

I already had my shoes but I was scared that they would give away who I am. But they went with the outfit so I kept them.

Once I was done making the clothing and mask I put them on to make sure they fit. Which they did.

( I couldn't find a picture so just imagine it )

Once I had the outfit on I looked at myself in the mirror seeing that it looked perfect. You couldn't till who I was.

By the time I was done everything it was 11:23 PM. I knew Jonathan would be home any minute so I had to find a place to hide the clothes.

I found a spot which was the very back of my closet. It was the best place I thought of.

As soon as I did that I heard the front door open.

Jonathan:
"I'm home!"

I heard Jonathan yell as I ran downstairs to greet him.

Craig:
"So how did it go?"

Jonathan:
"It went pretty well actually."

Craig:
"Okay."

Jonathan:
"Why are you asking?"

Craig:
"Just wondering."

Jonathan:
"Oh okay than."

Jonathan said as I could till from the look on his face that he didn't believe me. And I don't blame him.

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