Life of April

Taking the risk

Candice's POV

Look I've been really stressed. To the point where it's not even funny. I haven't had a hot meal at all at home, only at school and their shit is gross. I was freaking out since I lost weight. I thought I would turn from thick to anorexic. Maybe I'm over exaggerating. But I am getting skinny.

I was sick of struggling. Yea I was extra young at nearly fifteen but I needed to make money. A fucking bake sale ain't gonna work so I needed to do something. Some girl at my school named Breelle always bragged about how wealthy she was and how wasting hundreds of dollars meant nothing. I knew where she lived exactly because our school bus passes it all the time. It was a huge ass mansion with three garages and a jacuzzi. The cars parked there were expensive and shiny. I dreamed about shit like that. Boy if someone was to rob her and get away with it, they'd be lucky. Then I had an idea.

"The fuck you mean you wanna rob Breelle, she can fucking kill you!" Shouted my best friend Asia inside the girl's bathroom. I held my hand over her lips.

"Shhh someone can hear you. Come on, I need the money, we kinda both do." I said trying to get her to join me in this dangerous task.

"Hell no. She's nice to me, I can just ask her for a few hundreds like I always do. Fuck off if you think I'm about to help you steal shit." Asia yell-whispered. She left the bathroom immediately. I shrugged. Fuck her. If nobody's got me, I got me.

I got home from school late at night. I stayed after school in art plotting how I was gonna sneak inside Breelle's house. I was smart unlike these other hoes. I made a plan and everything. In English class I heard Breelle say she goes to sleep at approximately 9:00 pm and wakes up at 7:00 am. So I'd go to her house at 10:00 pm. She has twin nine year old sisters and her parents I have to watch for and also a damn pit bull. My family would thank me when they see this big ass stack of money I'm about to make.

I walked over to her house. It was huge, duh.

"How'd these classy sons of bitches make this much money?" I whispered as I made my way to their iron fenced gate. I easily climbed over it and crept over the lawn. I seen one of her dad's range rovers parked outside so I climbed over it gently not to trigger the alarm. I was close enough to jump to the ledge leading to the bathroom window. I slipped through the window and gave myself a tiny high five. Just as I was about to go out onto the hallway, I heard the twins.

"Hurry up I gotta pee. I don't want mama and daddy to know we went sneaking into the hallway again." One of them said. Fuck. One of them opened the door and I quickly hid in the shower and closed the curtains. I seen a glimpse of one of Breelle's sisters as she looked at herself in the mirror. Then she used the bathroom and left. I sighed of relief. They went back into their rooms and closed the door. I went into the hallway and there was so many doors.

I was confused which door was Breelle's parent's door was. I made a wild guess which one it was and I was right.

Her parents loud asses were snoring sound asleep. I squinted and seen a dark figure at the end of their bed. My muscles tensed as I noticed that was their dog. I dug into something I thought was a purse and I stuffed three stacks of money in my bag. I also got my ass some channel perfume along the way. I half run back to the bathroom but I tripped over the rug. The dog started barking loud as hell I got back up and jumped out the window, skinning my knee in the process.

"What's wrong Rex?" I heard Breelle say yawning.The dog kept barking. I ran as fast as I could. I was extra happy that I just got away with a burglary.