Murder (Team Crafted Fan Fiction)

Chapter Ten- Learning about Mia

MITCH POV

I can't get over how cute Mia is. I'm crazy in love. Not so much if she killed two innocent children, but I doubt it. I knocked on her door loudly. She answered quickly.

"What do you dufus? Unless you've come here to murder me." Her pocket knife was she clutched in her hand. I wasn't too worried though. "Can I come in?" I asked politely. She shrugged her shoulders. "Whatever." She stepped aside and let me in. Her room is like the other, everything made of dark wood and handmade quilts on the bed.

"So, why did you come here?" I asked as she closed the door. I've got to admit, her playing with that knife freaked me out a little bit. Got to keep it cool Mitch, chill out.

"I like to hike and do extreme sports. I was going to go mountain climbing, but I'd rather not considering what's going on.." I nodded and put my hands in my pockets.

"Where ya from?" She sat down on her bed and pulled out her phone. I don't know what she could be doing on it though. "This will surprise you, but I'm from Canada." So that's why she's so hot. Only the good chicks come from Canada. ( XD)

"Same here. I'm up by Montreal." She gave me a smile. "I live south of there. Just in a small house by myself." I started to get into a good conversation when I realized why I'm here. "Wait, so how did you get your little knife on the plane? Did you buy it here?" She became really serious. "You can't tell this to anyone else here. I kinda like you Mitch. Can I trust you?" I nodded, wondering what on Earth it could be. "I'm becoming an under cover detective. I am allowed to carry this kind of stuff. I have a gun too."

"So why can't you just figure out who killed those twins?" I exclaimed. "Like I said, I'm training. I'm not a murder detective; that stuff grosses me out." The one time we have a detective...

"Well, it great to get to know you. I should probably go check on the guys. See ya later I guess."

"Stay safe and watch your back." She said with a grin. I let myself out and ran-walked back to our room. The guys looked at me as I rushed to my bed.

"So what's up?" Jerome asked. I told them everything, except for the detective part; I lied and said she bought the knife for a souvenir. I want her to able to trust me.

"If you trust her, I trust her biggums." Jerome replied. I crossed her name off my mental suspect list. Fine, she was never on that list. I did add her to POSSIBLE FUTURE WIFES list.