The Thief

The Thief

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" So it's true? ", I say taking a few steps back. He starts to get up and walk towards me. I walk backward slowly until I hit a shelf. Looking over, I spot a pair of scissors. I bring them up in time to meet his side, " I am not afraid of you Aidan Capone. "
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I have always been a planner. Never the girl to leap before look at the drop. The type to have a plan and then a back up plan for that first one. However, when I stormed up the stairs of Daniel's house ready to give him an earful I didn't have a plan. I didn't have a plan for what to do when he wasn't sitting at his corner desk. I didn't plan on going over to that desk and looking through his things. I didn't plan on opening up his science textbook. Didn't plan on seeing the large cut out in the center of all the pages. Didn't plan on switching out the white powdery drugs for the sugar from fake sugar baby that we got for health class. That is my story and I plan on sticking with it. However, the mafia chasing after me might not understand that it was all a tiny misunderstanding. Warnings: Violence and Drugs

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