Chapter 3.1

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Jamie's pov

"You understand the plan right?"

Nod.

"Okay then."

I really hope this works. If it doesn't my dad will kill me for getting arrested.

"Stay here."

Glare.

Mask on I flew away.

...

When I got back several police officers were trapped in rock that was slowly growing on them. The police officers kept screaming as the rock covered their faces.

It stopped growing as soon as I landed. The plan here was to make me look like a hero so they hopefully didn't shoot me when I helped him out.

I pulled off my new backpack, that I got at a store for just over five bucks due to tax, and unloaded a crow bar and a piece of sandpaper.

I was gonna do an awful job with the crowbar and the sandpaper was a last resort. I bashed the rock with a crowbar, and about five minutes in the crowbar broke. Sandpaper probably wouldn't be any better. I don't think the crowbar actually hurt him.

I turned to the policemen.

"Any ideas?"

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