IN THE ARMS OF MR. MICHAELS (UNDER MAJOR REVISION)

13: Pretty Bo Peep and Hamm the Piggy Bank

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'Robert!' she shouted on her mind. She felt like she was half paralyzed now and just stay rooted on her feet while watching Robert from afar. She was like she was someone in the movie now, watching real goons surrounded the leading man with nothing but only a stick for fishing on his hand.

Well, if he was the leading man, that means she was his leading lady right? Oh, come on! It wasn't like you have other options than me. I'm the only woman present in this scene so bugger off antagonists!

"A-Anya??!" She heard Jul whisper shouted at her. She was about to turn back at him but he had grabbed her hand with his shaking one and hid them behind the nearest rock. Once I say rock, doesn't mean it was always big enough to hide them.

Damn you to hell Jul!

They crouched their back as low as they can manage behind that rock. So low that she felt like her back was ready to break if she'd crouch more. She groaned, annoyed both with Jul and their situation now.

Oh God! Of all the rock Jul would choose for them to hide, he really chose the smallest one that could only hide their sorry butts! She should have given him a head bash instead of a high five!

"Anya?? What should we do now?? We're really going to die now! We can't---" She clamped his mouth with her hand to stop whatever nonsense he would spout that she was sure would freak the hell out of her.

"Shut your mouth Jul or I will be the one to shut that big mouth up! You choose!" She whisper-yelled at him. So annoyed with his negativity. He nodded his head more forceful than what was needed.

She looked at the radio on her hand.

"What should we do with this??" she asked him though it was more for herself. They should hide this radio because this is their only chance to get help. She looked at the shaking Jul and throw it on his hand which he quickly catch it with wide eyes open then look at her with questioning looks.

"We have to hide that radio Jul. You hide it with you!" She whispered, which caused his eyes to widen as saucers while shaking his head.

"No, you do it Anya!" he said then quickly pass it on her like he was somewhat burned with it.

"No, you should be the one to do it!" She hissed then quickly gave it back to his now shaking hands like he had a spasm.

"No! You do it!" Jul shouted then forcefully gave the poor radio back to her which caused her to quickly clamp his mouth again.

"SHHH..."

"Who's that??!!" she tightly closed her eyes when they heard that authoritative and scary voice near them. If she would really die here, she would really haunt Jul's piggy butt! This was all his fault! His big mouth's fault!

"Go, Shic. Check it out." She heard the same voice as he commanded someone named Shic. She let go of Jul's mouth then glared at Jul with murderous look. Okay, she have to hide this fucking radio now fast! So fast that her mind couldn't cope up to where the hell she should hide this radio without being seen by these bloody oppressor people!

Think fast Anya! Focus! Where to hide this radio.... Where to hide this...Where to hide this...She repeatedly asked that to her mind in a singsong voice.

She continued thinking as fast as her brain could afford while eyes closed.

Where to hide this, where to---

Then she quickly shut her eyes open when an idea came on her mind.

OOOh. Then nodded her head like someone who got some best idea on their head.