I stood there gazing up at a magnificent picture. I couldn't take it just yet though. He was still there. I walked over slowly to him, playing my 'Shy and innocent' game. It always works. He was standing on the other side of the wing. I noticed a small yet strong rock as I passed by. I picked it up trying not to catch his attention. I stood next to him.
"Pretty painting, isn't it?"
"Yeah, it's quite nice."
"If it's only quite nice then why are you looking at it so much?" He smirked as I asked him
"Well it's not the prettiest thing I've seen in this museum." He's obviously flirting. Or at least trying to.
"What is the prettiest thing here?" I bat my eyelashes and force a blush.
"I don't know, what's your name?" He leaned closer to me.
"Stephanie Cho." I could tell that he wanted to kiss me. I leaned forward.
"That's a cute name." He stared into my eyes for second and leaned forward and closed his eyes. I did the same. We were inches away when I snaked my hand up towards his head. I quickly hit him on the back of his head with the rock I found. He stood still for a second and fell down, unconscious. I quickly threw the rock at the security camera, smashing the screen.
I quickly whipped my head to check no one was watching me. I ran over to the picture. I stopped in front and bended over carefully to get it off the wall. It went off without a hitch. I quickly dashed out of the museum after slipping it into an oversized bag I brought with me. I never thought it would come in useful. I stood at the entrance and quickly ran off to the right.
I was doing so well. I thought I could finally get the revenge my father always wanted, but then I heard the sound of police sirens. I sprinted as fast as I could, then I saw the pothole. I didn't notice it until I tripped over it. Something in my ankle snapped as I went down. I tried to get up but I just couldn't move it. I saw the police car grind to a halt and two people got out, a man and a woman. The man grabbed my wrists and handcuffed them together.
"Kara Yan." I scowled at him. He scowled back, his sapphire eyes glaring at me. "Your under arrest." The woman helped me up and placed me in the back of the car.