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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Teens
- Theme: Action & Adventure
- Subject: Mystery
- Published: 06/04/2017
"Hey, Liz, care to come?" The voice from the another side of my phone said.
"Ya, sure. Same place, same time?" I whispered.
"Yes." The voice said.
"See you then, V."
***
"Hey, what do you want this time?" I asked into my earpiece.
"The expensive one in the museum. You know, the one with jewels and stuff there." V said.
"Okay, sure," I replied.
I never really expected a happy ending for me. For me, happy ending means the end of me. And I don't like ends.
I slowly crept towards the painting. It really does look expensive, but not as expensive as mine at home. It's really good, but there are some minor mistakes made by the artist. I read the tag there, it wrote: Nude, Green Leaves and Bust by Pablo Picasso. Huh, Picasso. Good choice, V.
I swapped the painting with one of my artworks which are really really bad. Honestly. The alarm went off. What? I never fail. "Raise up your hands!" A male voice said. I sighed and raised up my hands. "Who are you? Why did you wanna steal that painting?" He asked. I looked at him. He looks gorgeous, with strong jaw-line, bright blue eyes and a messy mop of black hair. I returned my gaze to the painting I was going to steal. "Fire Claw. They call me Fire Claw." I replied. "Well, Fire Claw, you are officially arrested by the FBI." He said, pointing a shotgun towards my chest. "Okay, I can see, officer." I shot back. He looked at me blankly. I looked at his tag. Addison. "Well, officer Addison, I have another person that I'd like to nominate for doing this amazing crime." I said, eyeing 'Addison'. "Oh ya, who?" He asked. "V. Veronica Frost," I said.
***
I feel bad for betraying my friend. V is my BFF and she will never leave me alone when I'm depressed.
"Hey, Veronica, I'm sorry," I said to her.
She shook her head, "It's okay, Liz. You're my best friend and best friends never blame each other."
I looked at her, "thanks." I smiled.
"You're welcome."
"Lizette Hathaway, please go to Officer Addison's office." The PA said. I looked up and saw two police officers standing in front of me.
"Oh, uh, I'll see you later, V," I said, standing up while realising this is actually real.
"Ya, sure," Veronica said.
I went into Addison's office with the accompany of those two officers.
"Well, what do you want me for?" I asked.
"This," he held up a shiny badge, "I believe we need someone like you for FBI."
With that sentence, my whole crime life is twisted by one shiny badge.
Scars(Merissa J. Everdeen)
"Hey, Liz, care to come?" The voice from the another side of my phone said.
"Ya, sure. Same place, same time?" I whispered.
"Yes." The voice said.
"See you then, V."
***
"Hey, what do you want this time?" I asked into my earpiece.
"The expensive one in the museum. You know, the one with jewels and stuff there." V said.
"Okay, sure," I replied.
I never really expected a happy ending for me. For me, happy ending means the end of me. And I don't like ends.
I slowly crept towards the painting. It really does look expensive, but not as expensive as mine at home. It's really good, but there are some minor mistakes made by the artist. I read the tag there, it wrote: Nude, Green Leaves and Bust by Pablo Picasso. Huh, Picasso. Good choice, V.
I swapped the painting with one of my artworks which are really really bad. Honestly. The alarm went off. What? I never fail. "Raise up your hands!" A male voice said. I sighed and raised up my hands. "Who are you? Why did you wanna steal that painting?" He asked. I looked at him. He looks gorgeous, with strong jaw-line, bright blue eyes and a messy mop of black hair. I returned my gaze to the painting I was going to steal. "Fire Claw. They call me Fire Claw." I replied. "Well, Fire Claw, you are officially arrested by the FBI." He said, pointing a shotgun towards my chest. "Okay, I can see, officer." I shot back. He looked at me blankly. I looked at his tag. Addison. "Well, officer Addison, I have another person that I'd like to nominate for doing this amazing crime." I said, eyeing 'Addison'. "Oh ya, who?" He asked. "V. Veronica Frost," I said.
***
I feel bad for betraying my friend. V is my BFF and she will never leave me alone when I'm depressed.
"Hey, Veronica, I'm sorry," I said to her.
She shook her head, "It's okay, Liz. You're my best friend and best friends never blame each other."
I looked at her, "thanks." I smiled.
"You're welcome."
"Lizette Hathaway, please go to Officer Addison's office." The PA said. I looked up and saw two police officers standing in front of me.
"Oh, uh, I'll see you later, V," I said, standing up while realising this is actually real.
"Ya, sure," Veronica said.
I went into Addison's office with the accompany of those two officers.
"Well, what do you want me for?" I asked.
"This," he held up a shiny badge, "I believe we need someone like you for FBI."
With that sentence, my whole crime life is twisted by one shiny badge.
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