The Heist (Part 1)

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I glared at the Office of Demise, or at least that's what Principal Grimly's  office was called, It had a grey door with steel bolts crookedly jammed into the door.

I creaked it open slightly, "Principal Grimly? Can I speak with you?"

Principal Grimly placed his paper he was holding down, Grimly was a blonde, skinny, dainty young man. With square glasses and hazel eyes that were unable to read, was he going to give you detention or pat you on the back and congratulate you?

"Yes Lachlan, come in." he gave a small smirk, like he was actually happy to see me, "What do you need?"

I mustered up some courage, "Can Jonas return to the dance," I then told the lie, "It was my gum, Jonas is innocent." Grimly stared me down and reached below his desk with a little chuckle.

"I don't think so." he pulled up a plastic bag with a ward of gum, "I tested it and his DNA is all over this. I am sorry, I know who he is going to the dance with." he shuddered at the thought of triple M, "But you need to fight your own battles, now get out." He pushed me out, straight into the face of Mindy.Mindy pressed me up against the door of a kids' locker and gave me the question I am dreading to answer. The kid using the locker gave a glance at the situation and bolted like a deer to a wolf.

"Did you get him out?" she crossed her eyebrows and pink eyelash glitter sprayed my face. Mindy seemed to prefer pink: a pink bag, pink school shoes, pink shirt, pink everything. It was the same for the others but in blue and purple variations. But they all definitely had glitter baths.

"No, the principal has evidence, DON'T HIT ME!" I wailed as she gave this form of high pitched moan, I pulled my hands away from my face as she stomped her foot.

"If I can't dance no one can!" she pressed me against the locker again and gave me a deadly warning. "You better stop the dance or you wont see the light of day again."


Gloria muttered a 'tut tut tut' and sighed.

"You're really dead meat, you just can't stop the school dance tomorrow." she looked me up and down as if trying to double check if she was right and gave herself a nod in approval. "Besides Mindy and the others can't hurt you... oh wait I'm talking about you." she gave a small chuckle and then let it slowly die down as she saw Harold. Harold had the same form of crimson hair like Gloria but in curly, cleaner clumps. He also had a tie dye shirt with brown pants and red shoes. Harold gave Gloria a hug and then looked between me and her.

"What's up?" he asked me ruffling my gum riddled hair.

"I have Triple M on my tail and they want me to ruin the school dance." Harold then widened his eyes and mouthed to Gloria 'this is your friend?' he then thought to himself and realised what we had to do.




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