Hiding off the Grid

Chapter Eight

A picture of Chase is left/above.

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Dallas and Chase left about an hour later. 

Supposedly they hang out every other afternoon, mostly at bars or clubs picking up girls.

Right now, I was still sitting on Jaxton's couch watching the national news. Jax went up to his room when Dallas and Chase left and hasn't come back down. The news was pretty much uninteresting. I was about to go up to my room when I heard something that made me stop in my tracks. 

The news reporter was talking about me. "Attention citizens, criminal Arizona Stone has just recently moved up her rankings on the FBI's Most Wanted list, due to the recent capture of Francis Bernard. She is wanted for the double homicide of both of her parents. Here is a picture of Arizona Stone she is around 22 years old, 5 foot 7 inches, approximately 120 pounds, unknown hair color, distinct marks, etc. If anyone has any information regarding this criminal please contact the FBI immediately. Your lives may be at risk."

I sighed, as I turned off the TV. I'm not the criminal their describing, I don't kill people. I never have killed anyone and I don't plan on it. 

Then I get worried, lots of people were probably watching that news broadcast. No doubt someone around here will identify me. I was right before, the only recent picture the FBI has of me is from a security camera in a gas station. It's of myself with blonde short hair. Good thing I dyed it brown and let it grow out. The first thing people usually notice about another is their hair, so hopefully, that will disguise me a little bit.

But no doubt the FBI will find a more recent picture of me. It's impossible to stay completely hidden from the world. Someone is always watching.

I then heard footsteps walking downstairs and I turned around on the couch looking towards Jaxton. He gave me a little smile and I returned it. Jax then walked around the side of the couch and sat down next to me on the couch.

"Your first shift tomorrow at the gym is tomorrow." Jax reminded me and I was so thankful for him giving me the job.

"I would wear jeans and a t-shirt, they will give you your uniform when you get there. I would suggest setting an alarm to get up at 7 o'clock in the morning so you have an hour to get ready. The gym opens at 8:30. I'll drive you in the morning since we are both heading to the same place." Jaxton said trying to help me out but no doubt I will already be up way before 7 in the morning. It's a habit of mine, getting up early in the morning, and it's really hard breaking old habits. 

"Okay, thanks for helping me out. I'm struggling at the moment and this really means a lot to me." I said, after all Jaxton is doing this out of the goodness of his heart. 

"No problem, it's hard to resist a damsel in distress." Jaxton said as he gave me a little smirk. 

"Whatever." I responded giving him a light punch in the chest.

"Is that the hardest you can punch? You do realize you are going to be working at a gym tomorrow right?" Jaxton says jokingly, as I stick my tongue out at him. I really need to get out more, because right now I feel like a child for doing that.

"I'm not a boxer, I have virtually no upper body strength if that is what you are trying to tell me. I am a runner and I would have made the track team if I went to high school." I said in response. I instantly realize that I told Jaxton a part of my life that I shouldn't have, I am opening up to him unwillingly. 

I wanted to slap myself, this is why talking is bad for me because I say things that I shouldn't be telling anyone. 

"Hold on wait a second, you never went to high school?" Jaxton said looking up into my eyes with curiosity.