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Please Enjoy the story..Hannah will come to the story..promise this isn't just a Mary-Sue story...Believe me even I have standards...Meaning..I don't like stereotypical stories...
This was it
This was it. Jesse thought as she entered the pristine house. Pulling out a pin from her hair she began to pick the lock of the first door she can reach. The door didn't even creak as she stepped into the room. Jesse stared at the figures on the three twin beds. Boys, she concluded by the mess the ridiculous sleeping postures.
"Remember get a cellphone, two shirts, pants and finally a...pen?" a voice reminded her through a communicator. "What the hell is the pen for?" the voice asked in disbelief.
"The pen is for fun Janice" she whispered angrily. "Now, shush so I can get this over it."
"I have no problem with it just be careful, Jesse" Janice prompted. "Don't let your ass get caught" she added with a silent chuckle.
With a sigh Jesse started to look for the stuff she was going to steal. See, the deal isn't about the money, Jesse Storms and partner in crime, as well as sister, Janice Storms are filthy rich but Jesse had been diagnosed of kleptomania but her sister, she was in it for the thrill. They steal from the rich since it won't bother them much and well, they have the security that is just too good to be passed on for a challenge.
Jesse searched for a phone but found a Sidekick instead. Even better. Then she took two shirts that were scattered on the floor. Too easy. Then for the fun she decided that the other shirt should be one the of boys' were wearing. She picked the middle one, he was on his right side legs tangled with the bed sheets, pillows forgotten as it was accompanying the mess on the floor. Jesse took a scissor from the desk and kneeled behind the boy.
She can't help but whiff up the faint scent of cologne and sweat the boy was covered in. She started to cut from the bottom up, she desperately choked on the laugh threatening to burst from her. Since this was too extreme even by her standards, but it was a risk. Every steal it was the same, another stupid thing to liven up the night to make it much more memorable. She was already at the collar, she then started to cut at the sleeves, it was hard since he was lying on one side. Nonetheless she fished the job leaving the boy with one sleeve.
The final thing on the list was the pen, she thought it was the easiest. She pulled out the drawer and saw lots of pens. No, really, the drawer was nearly full. "Damn, what are these people? The pen factory." She saw it was a Parker and thought it was good enough. She was about to leave, placing all the stuff she stole on the messenger bag with her. She heard a slight shiver , she saw the boy she had robbed the clothes off shivering from the coldness of the room.
She debated whether to place the blanket or turn off the airconditioning unit. Since the blanket was twisted on his feet she decided to turn off the A.C. instead. Big mistake, it went out with a loud click that threatened to wake the person sleeping on the far right side of the room. "Huh?" he peered through his slightly long and disheveled har. He's still half-asleep. This has happened before, so she walked towards him pulling out the ski mask she was wearing and placed her hands on his cheeks.
"Shh, honey. You'll wake the others. This is Mommy. Go back to sleep, son." she cooed out. This always works, with slight relunctance the boy buried himself on the covers again.
"Mom can I have a kiss?" the boy asked.
What?! she thought but with slight hesitation. She pressed a kiss on his cheek. He looked contented enough so he slowly drifted back to sleep.
She thought that was the worst of it. As she moved out of the room she stared at the boys in whatever light the moon had to offer and noticed how they looked familiar in a vague memory.
That's all. The task was finished.
BAM! The door opened forcefully and slammed against her face knocking off one of her tooth causing some of the blood to drip to her chin. Then her nose started to ache. On the other side was a man in a suit while he held tightly her sister. When she saw what happened she struggled against the grip. "Oh my gosh, Jesse, your bleeding."
"Nick, Joe, Kevin, are you boys alright?" the man asked. He had a muscular built and colored skin. His voice etched with worry.
The boys awoke with the jolt of the door. "Yeah" the boy who was asleep before at the left side of the room replied.
"What happened to my clothes?" The middle one said. With this Janice couldn't help but laugh. She had figured what happened. She was smart after all. But most of all she recognized the boys.
"Well, if it isn't the Jonas Brothers" she smirked. "Jesse, are you okay?" she began again with worry. "Did you have to bang the damn door?" she questioned the man.
He replied with a gruff huff before he threw her too on the ground where Jesse was still bleeding. "Fangirls" he muttered before calling someone on his walkie-talkie.
That's when something clicked in Janice's head, she had an idea that would get them out of this mess...
She screamed in a childish manner jumping all in all pulling Jesse on her feet. "Oh my totally golly gosh. It's the Jonas Brothers in person! We are your biggest fans. We really love you. When we like learned you were here we just had to see you!" she squealed.
"We do?" Jesse tried to catch up but with having her brains scrambled it was kinda hard.
"We're so sorry. Is your friend alright?" The one Jesse kissed a while ago asked before walking to their closet to fetch a towel.
"Just as long you won't call our parents?" Jesse said with worry and hopefulness in her voice.
"Not a chance" a voice said from behind. Jesse assumed they were the parents. Suddenly, a little boy ran into the room and hugged the boy who he resembles the most. "Kevin, what happened?" he asked his brother.
"Nothing we couldn't handle" he replied.
"I'm still shirtless!" the middle one replied.
I'm still bleeding. Jesse thought faintly before the boy returned with a towel. "Here you go" he said handing her the towel. "Thanks"
She used it to wipe her mouth and nose cringing at the contact.
"We need to talk to you young missies" Mrs. Jonas said and motioned for them to walk to the living room where Jesse had broken into.
"This is gonna be a long night" Janice commented.
"Don't even remind me" Jesse replied with a groan.
"I'm sorry" Janice mumbled.
"It was fun when it lasted" Jesse assured her guilty sister.
"I'm sure it was." she grinned. "You ripped his clothes off didn't you?"
"Totally" she replied...Well. They can laugh first before execution..
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