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-Laces
"Angel… Angel wake up. Pleeeeeeease. Angel! Angel! Angel!" I opened my grey eyes and they met a pair of deep dark brown eyes.
"Sammy five more minutes." I groaned. She gave me an irritated look.
"You always say five more minutes, and then you sleep for another hour. Besides I'm starving." She complained. I scowled at her. My dark brown curls tumbling to my shoulders as I sat up a bit.
"You'd be tired too if you were running away from a gang of thugs." I stated.
"Newsflash Ms. Naked, I was running with you while you were being chased." Sammy laughed.
"I'm not naked, you're just really furry." I said rolling my eyes. "Besides, you were built to run." I pointed out.
"Making me way better then you." she stated.
"Oh, you're better then me?" I questioned with a small laugh. I took out my sling shot, and a marble. I then broke a bottle that was on the sidewalk. "That is what I call, using opposable thumbs." I teased.
"You're going to hold that against me my entire life, aren't you?" she inquired. I nodded my head.
"Yup." I grinned. Sammy was my best friend. Not to mention my ears. The only thing I could hear was her, and other dogs. Just their voices. Sammy was a long haired German shepherd who stayed with me every since I was six. I was then twelve, and if anyone saw me, they'd never guess that I was deaf. I would always talk to Sammy out loud, and she would be my ears. She would tell me to tune it down a bit. Make an emphasis on a certain word. If someone ever asked me a question I could answer it without even hearing my voice, but feeling the differences in my lungs. Sammy of course would tell me what the question was though. Without her I was completely clueless what people were talking about. I got up from the ally way I was living in, and shoved the covers I was sleeping under, into my backpack, and threw my hair into a messy bun. I was wearing jeans, and a blue t-shirt. My green sweat jacket was wrapped around my waist, and I threw my brown backpack on my back.
"Let's get going." I stated, heading out into the streets.
"You know. I hate the smell of that store." Sammy sighed. I worked at a shoe store.
"Well I can get paid, unlike you I need shoes and I can get a pair of shoes there for free, and I can actually bring you there." I explained. People were giving me quizzical looks as I passed them on the side walk. Talking out loud to your dog looked weird of course. We entered the shop, and Sammy stated,
"Mrs. Watson's to your left and she just said hello."
"Hello Mrs. Watson." I grinned.
"She just asked how you are today."
"I'm doing fine. What about you?" I inquired.
"She says that she's doing good, but her husband has a small cold."
"Tell him I hope he gets better." I smiled, then got behind the counter.
"She says thanks." Sammy shrugged, then sat in her corner next to my register. I stood behind the counter waiting for a costumer to check out.
"A girl entered the door. She says good morning."
"Good morning to you two." I smiled. I didn't love my job, but I could still do it. Like I was saying to Sammy. It has it's benefits.
It was a slow day, and it was starting to get dark. I was doodling in a small notepad I had, while Sammy was eating some biscuits I gave her. Suddenly I noticed her ears pick up, and I noticed her baring her teeth. I knew that meant she was growling.
"What is it?" I inquired.
"A really bad feeling, someone's coming, and I have a feeling that this someone is not nice." she stated. Into the store came a two thugs who pointed their guns at me and Mrs. Watson. We both raised our hands, and I could tell that Sammy was going to lunge, but I warned her if she did our cover would be blown. I saw the man's mouth move as he pointed the gun at my face.
"He told you to give him the money." Sammy stated.
"No." I replied to the man. I could see he repeated my statement. "Yah no. what're you deaf."
"That's irony for you." Sammy laughed a bit. "Oh. Now he's saying that if you don't give him the money he'll shoot Mrs. Watson." She explained. I sighed a bit, but then noticed that I wasn't going to let these men take the money. My cover was over. Sammy could sense what I was thinking and agreed with me. She ran in front of Mrs. Watson, and when the man shot the gun, it hit her, but it crumpled against Sammy's skin.
"You messed with the wrong girls." I growled. He shot two bullets at me which ricocheted off of my skin. I grabbed the sling shot and started pelting the guy with rocks. Just the Sammy stated,
"There's a guy in green. Wait… it's that green arrow guy! He just said he's here to help."
"Really?" I questioned, and the guy I was pelting gave me a quizzical look for my random word.
"Well, he said a really cheesy joke, but he means well." Sammy said as if she was shrugging, for as she spoke to me she was mauling the other guy. I saw a green shadow come up from behind the guy I was hitting and knocked him out. The other guy threw Sammy across the room and pointed his gun and Green arrow.
"Angel! Coming your way!" she exclaimed. He shot the gun and I jumped in front of Green Arrow. The bullet quickly bounced off of my skin. Then Green arrow shot another arrow of his knocking him out. He turned to me, and all I saw was his mouth moving and him extending his hand,
"he said that he only knows one other guy that bullets can bounce off of, and he's an alien. Then he asked your name." Sammy said quickly.
"Angel. My name's Angel. I better get going." I stated quickly.
"He's asking where you live so he can drop you off… and Mrs. Watson just fainted."
"Mr. Arrow, no offence, but that's non of your business." I stated as I walked out the door, and Sammy followed.
"You told him. Can I pee on his shoe?" Sammy inquired.
"No." I laughed.
"Now he's insisting that he takes you home." Sammy explained. I stopped and turned around to face Green Arrow. I gave Sammy a smile.
"You really mean it?" she inquired happily.
"yup." I grinned. Sammy walked up to Green Arrow and peed on his foot. "You better get that cleaned up." I stated, then started to run off, and Sammy followed.
"He's asking his friends through a walkie-talkie in his ear to look you up." Sammy stated.
"You know that he's not going to get much." I smiled as we kept running.
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-Laces
