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This chapter was SO hard to write for some reason :'( but I used my reobsession with The Script to help me through it – 'been excommunicated from every holy place' :P
I don't own anything…
Thursday 5th May 2011 – 11:00pm:
Dear diary
That was fricking awesome! Seriously, we had the best time ever then, and it was amazing… it felt as if we were simply two rebelling teenagers, rather than two engaged people who are living life vicariously during one of them's last few months on the planet.
"So, Claire, what ridiculously crazy but amazing stunt are we pulling this evening?" Shane asked me with a smile, his arms wrapping around my waist.
"We, my lovely fiancé, are going to break into the vampire archives, steal a tonne of the more recent vampire books and such, and then leave some sort of trail that points towards Oliver," I grinned back, turning around to face him.
"That sounds absolutely perfect," he replied before kissing my lips softly. "Shall I ring Sam or do you want to?" he continued, and I felt a little awkward; after everything that went on with me, Sam and Amelie yesterday, should I want to have Sam with us? Then I felt guilty; he wanted to help us 'rebel' against the system in Morganville, so I ought to invite him even if I did sort of defend him yesterday without him wanting me to.
"You can – I'll make a list of the books we want, and the films, so we can get them straight away," I replied, not wanting to speak to Sam longer than necessary because I was still embarrassed.
"Ok, honey, go make a list – I take it that you've actually read most of these books, since you went out of Morganville?" he laughed, and I nodded; they're not even accurate so why on earth Amelie doesn't let us read them is beyond me! In one of them they're fine to go out in the daylight. They just sparkle!
"Yah, I have done, but they're not very good: I think, as there'll be more than one copy, we should get copies of some of them for Eve as otherwise she'll never stop moaning about not seeing Twilight or something," I grinned as I spoke before hearing Eve behind me.
"Too right about that, girlie," she said. "That copy I watched on the black market was actually missing the real people! I later found out it was a spoof! So if you don't bring me back all of the Twilights, I will tell Amelie that you did it and that you don't want her protection. Oh, and that you said she is a dirty minded midget who has nothing better to do with her time than to watch dwarf porn!" she continued, splitting her sides with her own ridiculous humour which makes no sense whatsoever.
"Yeah, Eve, because you are so normal," Shane rolled his eyes at the crazy Goth girl who was now rolling on the floor of the living room, as if she had cracked the funniest joke in the history of the universe. "Yo, Mike! Come and get your girl now before she has a brain aneurysm – what?" he yells through to Michael before looking at me with an affronted expression… well, I think my face was betraying my shock at what he said.
"Erm… you know brain aneurysm and what it means?" I said, my eyes widening at this; maybe he isn't as thick as he makes out to be.
"Yeah, I'm not that thick, Claire, I did pay attention in biology… sometimes," he chuckled, probably at some long lost joke that I most likely don't want to hear the answer to.
Michael came through and picked Eve up off the floor, rolling his eyes as she continued to laugh: it wasn't even snortable, let alone still be laughing five minutes later… strange.
Shane moved across the room and picked up the house phone to ring Sam, whilst I sat down on the sofa and began to make a list of books and DVDs that we wanted to collect (a better word than steal) from the vampire archives.
Books:
Twilight Saga
House of Night
Southern Vampire Mysteries
Mortal Instruments
Vampire Academy
I decided that that would be enough books, as some of them are quite big, especially if we have to take two of the Twilight ones. So then I moved onto DVDs
DVDs/boxsets:
Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse
Lesbian Vampire Killers
Cirque du freak: The Vampire's Assistant
Vampire Diaries
Buffy The Vampire Slayer
Near Dark
Shadow Of A Vampire
Innocent Blood
Some of these are older, but the vampire market seems more focused on books or TV shows, rather than the film side – Lesbian Vampire Killers sounded crazy, especially since James Corden is in it! But since we got one extra copy of all of them – Amelie has like fifteen of each, which is a little ridiculous if you ask me – we're going to start watching them tomorrow as nobody is working.
Once I had compiled the list, Sam was already waiting outside, so Shane and I headed out to meet him. it was a little awkward for the drive to the archives, since we didn't know what to say, but Shane broke the silence by singing along to the radio in a manner that was so out of tune that we all just had to laugh at him.
"Claire, I just wanted to thank you for what you did for me and Amelie yesterday," Sam said to me as we got out of the car at the archives, Shane actually being tactful and walking slightly ahead so that I could speak to Sam.
"I didn't do anything but risk my death," I smiled, but he shook his head. Then he wrapped his arms around me in a huge hug and nearly crushed me before backing off slightly.
"You made her realise what her actions were doing to us all," he counter-argued. "She actually stopped still long enough to listen to me when Shane had also left, and she actually spoke to me…Claire, I have been waiting for her to listen to me for half a century and you manage to do it by insulting her. Thanks!" he laughed at the end, instantly lightening the sort of tense and serious mood we were in and I knew that he didn't care what I said to Amelie…
"So we're good?" I confirmed and he nodded, pushing me along in front of him like you do with a child.
"Yep, but if you speak like that to her again, you answer to me – okay?" he grinned again, once more making himself appear as if he were a pre-teen. "Oh, and she doesn't seem to be getting rid of the clothes that you gave her… maybe she is actually trying them out!" he continued, seeming happy that she was becoming more 'modern'.
We arrived at where Shane had stopped mere seconds after: the outside wall of the archives. It seemed impenetrable and I remembered that Amelie had used her hand to get in – some sort of 'magic', I think – and we didn't have Amelie. The plan could have all gone to pot then, until Sam noticed that there was a handily left open window on the side – books do need to be aired every now and then and I suppose that this was their however oftenly airing session!
Sam slid through first – incase there was a) any danger and b) so that he could catch us incase there was a fall.
"Shane, pass Claire up!" he called through the wall and Shane lifted me as charged, his hands lingering as he supported me on the window ledge. I looked down and felt horrified at the drop – what if Sam missed me? "Claire, you need to slide down and I will catch you, I swear," he continued, looking me in the eye with such sincerity that I couldn't doubt him.
I slipped off the edge and endured a few seconds of fear before landing in Sam's hard arms – not at all painful, for some strange reason! He then put me on the floor whilst I got my bearings – Amelie had even signposted the archives so that we know exactly where to go – and he caught Shane who didn't even care that a vampire was touching him.
"Ok, we need to go right here," I ordered in a normal volume of voice – if there were any vampires present, they'd know of our existence no matter how loud we spoke!
We managed to make it to the 1970+ section of the video archives – much smaller than the book section which spans centuries – and picked up every single one of the DVDs I had on the list twice, one for the spamming thing and one for us to watch. Then we navigated our way to the book section, 2000+, and found all the books we wanted instantly; there were more, but these were the ones we wanted and to take too many would make it a little too big, we thought.
"So, how do we get out?" I mused, until Shane simply walked up to the main door of the archives and pushed it open, revealing the car park where we had parked the car. "Oh, of course, the door. How silly of me!" I laughed, taking Shane's hand as I passed him, leaving Sam to carry the three bags full of books and DVDs.
"Are you sure you didn't just bring me so that I could carry everything for you?" Sam grumbled, sliding the bags into the (thankfully) large boot of his car, the one that was filled with Amelie's clothes only two nights ago.
"Um, yeah, didn't you know?" Shane laughed along with Sam, pulling me into his side as we got into the backseat of the car. "Home, Jeeves, and pronto… I hope that Eve isn't still laughing so hard that we can't watch one of these films tonight!" he continued, evidently forgetting the point of this plan.
"Shane, we need to implicate Oliver to have done this, so we need to take the ones which aren't our copies to Common Grounds and begin to spread them about, leaving some of them in his safe," I said slowly, explaining the point of this mission again.
Sam stopped the car so suddenly we fell forwards and I hit my head on the seat – ow! I still have a bruise there now! "Sorry," he apologised, noticing our winces. "But you know Oliver's safe code? I thought that there was like one person who knew that – Oliver!"
I shook my head, smiling slightly at my sneakiness. "There are two people: me and him, but he doesn't know that I know!" I explained, but not saying how until both of the men in the car gave me hard stares. "Ok, so I figured, people use their date of birth in four number safe codes, right?" I confirmed and they shrugged.
"But this is Oliver, Claire, remember?" Sam said, rolling his eyes. "He doesn't do anything normally… even his attempts to take over Morganville are pretty strange!"
"Ahh, I considered that," I continued, a grin on my lips. "And after he refused to tell Kim on that video what his year of birth was, I decided that he probably didn't know it, or remember it… so I went to plan B. if the year of birth isn't used, what do you think is the next most common digit entry?" I asked them.
"1234," Sam replied instantly, but I shook my head.
"Four random numbers that you are partial to?" Shane suggested but, once again, I shook my head.
"Jeez, guys, you need to take lessons in bank robbery," I grinned. "The next four digit number is… your PIN number!" I laughed.
"The question is, Claire, how did you find out his PIN?" Sam asked me, evidently still confused.
"That was simple – I just hacked into his bank account and found out it all: for example, did you know that his middle name is Percival?" I said in a matter of fact tone, watching as their eyes widened.
"You hacked," Sam said simply. "Into the bank network… into one of the most secured accounts there, barring Amelie's and Myrnin's?" he continued and I grinned, nodding. "Jeez, Claire, you scare me sometimes," he sighed, putting the car into drive and continuing onto Common Grounds.
Shane, on the other hand, took my hand again and whispered into my ear, "That's my girl."
OoOoOo
We arrived at Common Grounds and snuck in the back way, not wanting any of the regulars to see the vampire books. Oliver wasn't there again – probably still moaning over the entire party – so it was easy enough to reveal the hidden safe (not even going near how I knew where it was located) and type in the code to have the door snap open. Sam and Shane began to pile the books and DVDs in whilst I went through to the café and began to leave some of the others lying around, with a note saying to go in the safe (where there was also about $3000 cash) if you wanted more.
We snuck out before any of the DVDs or books got picked up, meaning that we were safe from suspicion. Sam dropped us off with our copies and Eve pounced as soon as we entered, grabbing Twilight from the box and putting it in the DVD player.
I'm writing this in the kitchen as I wait for the popcorn maker to make the popcorn; the drinks are already sorted – I'm not watching the film because I have already seen it, so I volunteered to go on food collection… I'm waiting on the call from Amelie saying that Oliver has hacked into the archives and began to distribute the stolen things… but that will come tomorrow, I presume.
For now, I will take the food through and pretend to watch a sparkly vampire… ciao!
Claire
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Vicky xx