Fueds

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Masons. I glared at the family steadily making their way towards their Manson, beaming. I smirked evilly, they would never knew what hit them.

"Common" I whispered ushering them in.

The faster they made it in, the faster I would be able to carry out my brilliant plan. Finally, after what seemed like hours, they disappeared inside the beautiful building. A branch snapped under my feet as I made my way to the side of the huge house, where I knew that they all ways kept the window open.

The whole plan was simple really, rush into the kitchen and dump the garden snakes i'd found earlier into their soup. I had already killed them so they were harmless really.

 But they don't know that I thought evilly.

I pictured the Masons faces when they realized that their 'cook' had tried to kill them.

Oh the chaos and destruction. I bet the old man will pee his pants.  

I smiled and climbed the ladder that I had found in their back yard and swiftly jumped into the building, landing into what looked like a little girls room. The bright pink rug and pale pink carpet confirmed my guess. I started to make my way to the door.

SQUISH SPLAT.

I looked down and to my horror, saw my muddy foot prints all over the once beautiful pink rug. Footsteps approached quickly, followed by voices.

"She hit me!" it was a little girl wailing.

"Common Missy i'll get you cleaned up and then you can tell me what exactly happened." the voice belonged to a guy.

The door nob turned and I ran into the closet leaving a trail of muddy foot prints behind me.

"What?.."

I heard the little girl sobbing stop abruptly and the question hung in the air. Dread washed over me in cold waves. Chills ran down my spine.

Stupid I thought So damned stupid!

"Missy, I want you to go wait in my room"

"Who did this Kole?" Missy sinffled

"That's what i'm going to find out for you ok? his voice was soft and gentle

"ok." her little foot steps echoed down the hall

Kole now stood alone in the room.

Oh my God.. I lead a mud trail right to the closet!  Realization washed over me and I felt my heart sink.

I heard the window slam. I was so dead! The snake carcasses where still in my bag.My whole plan was ruined! The closet door opened and i came face to face with a very pissed of teenage boy. He grabbed my arm and pushed me roughly out of the closet.

I pulled my hood over my head and ran to the locked window, desperate not to get beaten up. It was no use I would'nt get out that way. I turned around to face my captor and let me tell you, my eyes nearly popped out of my head.

The guy was even taller then my 5'7 built, with jet black hair and gorgeous deep blue eyes. Yup, my plan was most definitely ruined, and an incredibly hot guy had blown it.

"Who the hell are you?" he asked furious.

"That's for me to know and for you to never find out" I spat

"Well I guess you can tell the police that as well" He pulled out an iphone and dialed started to dial the number.

"No!" I panicked grabbing the phone and running out the open door.

"S-Stop" he yelled flustered.

Pfft! yeah like that was gunna happen. I ran down the steps and out the door. My muddy foot steps on the beautiful tile the only hint of were i'd gone.

"See ya suckers!" I yelled as I ran down the block

Damn I was in deep shit.

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