Commence (or instigate) Inquiries
The next morning Carly was at her locker getting books for class when Freddie walked up.
"You hear anything about who took Wendy's money?" Freddie asked.
"Nothing, I still feel really bad for her, those were some really nice shoes."
"Why does that matter, they're just shoes."
Carly gave Freddie a death glare and grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him close to her.
"Never say 'they're just shoes' to a girl ever again.'"
"Oh, sorry," Freddie paused awkwardly for a few moments while Carly let go of him, "Well, I decided to do some research on the crime scene."
"Really? Why?" Carly was back to normal.
"I kinda felt bad for Wendy, plus I thought it would be kinda fun."
"You want to know what it's like to be a detective?" the brunette smiled.
"It seems fun in the movies. But in the movies everything seems to go together really easily. I couldn't find anything."
"What'd you check?"
"I hacked into the security camera system to see what I could find on the camera that got covered up. Apparently that it got covered around three in the morning. Then I asked Wendy if I could see her locker. She didn't seem too happy about that request, but she obliged and I found nothing. It didn't look like it had been tampered with at all."
"Weird," said Carly, maybe the teachers know something we don't."
"Considering how they looked yesterday I would doubt that. If anything Sam should be in charge of finding out what happened, I'm sure she has a hundred times more experience in trouble than all the teachers combined."
"Speaking of Sam," Carly said, and Sam walked up to her two best friends eating at fat free fat cake.
"Morning, how are you?" Carly asked.
"Same as every other morning." The blonde responded with her mouth full; crumbs flying out.
"Just as abrasive and aggressive as yesterday, huh?" Freddie asked.
"Listen Benson, I don't need to hear it from someone who plays detective in his free time."
"Shut it Puckett, I did a lot of research."
"And what did you find?"
Freddie paused, "Nothing, but what did you find?"
"Well I know that Franklin is beefing up security. He's hiring a guard to lock the school at night and keep watch."
"Well hasn't the school always been locked at night? Why would this change anything?"
"Said like someone who has never broken a school rule in their life. The entrances to the gym and the fire exit next to the art room have broken locks. Or rather, had broken locks. It used to be easy as cake to get by those doors but I checked this morning and they now look brand new."
"Well you explained the cover over the camera, but how would someone know Wendy's combination?" Carly asked.
"It would be easy if a person just hung around Wendy's locker and watch her enter a combination," Sam said, "and of course it's easy to hide in a crowded hallway."
Carly and Freddie frowned, "so what you're telling us is that it was really easy to break into someone's locker and no one has any idea who did it."
"Not quite," Sam smiled and punched Freddie, "I know 'a friend'," she stared at Freddie, "who said that there is this new kid at our school, Xavier, who transferred because he almost got expelled at his old school for committing robberies. At his old school he apparently got into trouble for breaking into lockers and the principal's office. It was even rumored that he broke into a bank."
"You're kidding," said Carly.
"Nope, but the school was having problems gathering evidence to expel him, so he transferred before they could put a case together."
"Who is this kid!?" Freddie exclaimed.
"He's right behind you," Sam pointed nonchalantly.
Freddie and Carly turned around in a flash.
"Way to not be obvious," Sam said.
"Which one is he?" Freddie moaned.
"The one talking to Gibby. Black Mohawk, black shirt with a skull on the front of it, nice sneakers, and a gold pendant around his neck."
Carly and Freddie stared at him with their mouths hanging open before Sam snapped her fingers.
"Hey! Don't stare he'll know we're on to him!"
"Fine, but how do we prove that he's still a thief?" Freddie asked.
"Freddie, we can't be 100% sure it was him. He may have turned over a new leaf." Carly added.
Sam and Freddie stared at her in disbelief. "Yeah, and I may start treating Freddie with respect tomorrow," Sam mentioned sarcastically. "I know it bites, but I don't think we can get any proof on the theft from Wendy's locker. We'll just have to keep our eyes open for when they strike again - and they will strike again."
A/N: bum bum bum…..we haaaaave a suspect! My points: 1)Like how Sam is so resourceful? She would make such an awesome spy, imo, 2) I snuck into my school before to get schoolwork by a fire escape by the art pods, so that's where I got that idea, 3) Xavier is such a cool name, 4) so please review and tell me what your favorite part was!