Location:The Mall
Elizabeth's POV
Shopping,I really hate going to the mall*grins* "Something wrong ?" Jean said.
"Nothing, its just , im not kind of a hang-out-with-friends kind of person"
"Its ok,Lets go get lunch"
When we went into a cafè nearby,I saw Drake. Better introduce him to Jean.
"Uh, Drake!" i said while I was waving my hand.
To my surprise , he sings modern music.Not bad for an old guy huh?
"Drake, This is Jean Parker"
"Well , hello young lady"
while he was kissing Jean's hand. Of course Jean blushed .
Seriously, Drake and his getleman act can sometimes be super creepy, after all he is in his mid-thirties, So finding a valentine on Febuary is gonna be tough for him.
After that, Drake took off , we looked for a table. I am really hungry after all those chit-chats.
Atlast! Food ! Not until Jean started talking again. I get really annoyed when she's talking...
"So... what do you think of Leo ?"
I thought I explained it to her loud and clear..*sigh*
"Well , he looks suspicious to me... thats all" I said.
"I see... Anything else further than that?"
"Nope, nothing else... He's just suspicious"
I took a bite out of my fries, Man... It's almost like seventh heaven...
Before I even got to take a second bite, Freaking Jean Parker, already grabbed my hand and Dragged me off to the department store."Oh , we need to get you ready for school tomorrow! time is of the essence! lets get to it shall we!"
"But-but... My fries!"
Jean ignored me she just kept dragging me all the way to the department store.
That's it, I now totally hate shopping.
I mean why even go shopping, when the goverment gives us enough funds to buy a whole freaking mall!
Geez.....
Well let's just hope school turns out well...
I hope...Finally Jean and I arrived at the clothing section...
"Geez! , do we really have to wear uniforms??? Well as long as I can have my gun with me..."
"Ooh, That reminds me, you cant bring a gun to school, it's against the rules, plus it would blow our cover"
When Jean said this I felt like being shot in the head with a gun.
"Whhhhaaaaat!!!!! I cant bring my gun?"
"Yup"
"How about a-a a knife?"
"Nope"
"Grenades"
"nope"
"Tell me at least I could bring a Machete!"
"Nope, nope, and a big nope" Jean said all this while managing a smile.
No, this can't be no if I go to school without any weapon It would feel like as if I was naked and not in a fun way.
Seriously, school is starting to sound a little too overrated.
while jean was busy picking up clothes and all sorts doo-dats
I started wandering around the mall.Right there and then something caught the corner of my eye....
"JONNEZ OUTDOOR EQUIPMENT"
The sign said, but what really caught my attention was the things inside.
I whistled in awe...
"Holy crap... Now this is a shop a for me!"
Inside the shop was tons and tons of cool yet deadly surviving equipment.
I took a look around the shop, there were a lot of things there from bear traps, guns,blades,bullets you name it.
I couldn't help but notice the store owner smiling at me.
"What?" I asked him.
"Nothin' its just, I rarely see girls your age come in this shop"
"Well I'm different"
"I can see that" the owner smiled.
I picked up a blade from the blade section.
"Can I test it out?"
"Knock yourself out kid"
I held the blade tightly I stanced a battle position and with no warning what so ever I threw the blade immediately flying through the air hitting a bullseye on a board near the wall. The kids was in the big red dot.
I smiled "Bullseye".
The owner whistled at my skills.
" well you are different"
"Thanks"
*BANG*
A series of gunshots was fired.
"That sounds like its coming from the department store"
I quickly realized.
"Oh, no jean"
I dashed off from the store grabbing the blade I threw as I got out the store and ran as quick as I could.Damn it, Now I seriously hate shopping.
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SCHOOL GIRL SNIPER
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