A New Life
Well Everyone has been not wanting , but demanding I write the next story. The squeal to my stories Sister Thieves & Daughter of Sly Cooper So here it is. I hope you all enjoy. Please after you review of course and want your questions answered like me on Facebook Stu Braxton and follow me on twitter BraxtonStu. I will answer all the questions I can, but I will not spoil it for anybody. Always a thanks to my beta Ninja
Chapter I: Getting ready for the Heist
Vanessa's Pov
I woke up to the sound of Big Ben ringing in loud chimes. Slowly, I open my eyes, staring at the black ceiling. I put my hand up as if to reach for something. Maybe it was hope; hope that my sister was out there somewhere…
"I gotta leave this here I need to focus on today. No mistakes, if I slip up, even a little, I could go away for a long time."
I sat up and got out of bed, then I walked over to my dresser. I opened the top door of the wooden cabinet and glanced down at the silver heart pendant on top of a pair of jeans. I grabbed some underwear and walked into my bathroom to take a shower. After making sure there was a towel on the side of the sink I turned on the radio and hoped in the shower. After a few minutes of washing my fur, I began to scrub my sapphire blue hair, scratching my scalp lightly as I heard the radio broadcaster began to speak after a song I didn't pay attention to .
"And now for this weeks hit song 'What does the Fox Say." Then the song began. After about thirty seconds I reached around the curtain and shut that horrible song off.
"Well that was wonderful." I say to myself. "I don't want that song stuck in my head for the day of my big heist."
After drying off and walking back to my room, I slip on my long jeans, green shirt, and my necklace. I grabbed my pocket book and walked towards my door. It was time to do some recon.
I left my house locking the door behind me, then started walking towards the museum. I got in the easiest way possible by paying my way in.
Well lets see if there are any other ways to sneak in.
I looked around for anything. A vent, a window, anything but my search was futile.
I walked around the whole museum and found nothing. I did, however, look at all the alarm system, take note of the cameras, how many they were and what room they were in and how they were angled. I marked all their locations in my notebook. Okay, well I guess my entrance is going to be something else.
Maybe if there was a thin piece of wall around here I could cut through. Well, if all goes as planned I might just be able to walk through the front door.
I looked at my watch; it read 17:00.
I exited the building. I guess I should go get something to eat. I stopped by a local cafe. A nice little place on the corner from my house. I sat down at a table and looked at the menu. After a little bit a waitress came over. she was a lean cat who couldn't look more than his early teens.
"Hello, miss." She greeted me with a smile. "What would you be having today?"
"I would like a fruit salad with a glass of water, please."
"Yes ma'am." she wrote my order on a little book and walked into the kitchen. Less than a minute later she came back out with a glass of water and put it down on my table. "Would you like a straw with that?"
"No, thank you," I took a quick glimpse around the area and noticed there was no other customers. "What a lively atmosphere. I see how it attracts so much attention."
The feline chuckled. "Yes, well, things have been sluggish since that big fancy restaurant came in about a month ago."
"I understand completely." After a hesitant pause, I asked, "How old are you?"
The feline eyed me strangely before answering, "I'm fifteen, miss."
"A little young to be working."
"Yes, it's personal." Her tone really took me off guard. I was about to ask her to elaborate but then a bell rang from the kitchen.
"That would be your salad." The young woman walked into the kitchen and brought back my dinner. "Enjoy. And… thank you for coming here, miss. It's nice to see some souls in here."
"Your welcome. Can you please leave the tab."
"Sure thing." she left the slip on the table upside down and walked back into the kitchen. After a few minutes of eating, the phone in my pocket vibrated. I pulled the black device out and unlocked the screen.
'1 new message from Big D.' (AN: Don't think dirty)
"Yo, sweet thing! You ready for tonight gal? We gonna hit them like you pink brute uncle. Catch ya tonight, bruh."
I shook my head at my friend's enthusiasm.
"He's something."
After finishing my salad, I looked at the tab that read 9.00 pounds. I look at the bottom where it said, 'Your waiter' Sammi C.'
I took my pencil out of my pocket with my wallet. I wrote 'Thank you for your service.' I drew the family racoon only with a bow on it. I opened my wallet I and left 195 pounds, most as a tip. (AN: That's around $320)
"Goodbye," I called out. I left the store and made my way home.
"Time to get ready for tonight."
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