They arrived at the Glass house and were greeted by a burst of sirens and lights out the front. "W-what's going on?" Claire stuttered out.
"I don't know," Michael answered, turning to Shane. "Did you do something to get in trouble with the fuzz?"
Shane returned the look and shook his head. "Not that I know of," he said. A few moments passed and Shane suddenly let air out of his mouth harshly and turned back to Michael. "Now that I think about it," he started, "this may or may not be about a blown up toilet at the high school."
Michael's head whipped to Shane with a disbelieving look. "What's this shit about a blown up toilet? How the hell do you even blow up a toilet?"
A grin came to Shane's face and he said, "With science."
Now it was Eve's time to talk. "Science? I didn't even think you knew that subject existed. Didn't you ditch class every science lesson?"
"Only when we had Mrs. Pulan. She only did theory. That's when I wagged. But, when we had Mr. Holigin, then I'd go to class because that was experiment time."
Claire was staring open mouthed and hadn't realised until Eve reached over and closed it for her. "Sup Claire Bear?" she asked.
"You ditched class because you had to do theory?" she blurted out at Shane.
"Pretty much," he smiled. "But, back to the toilet incident, I was experimenting. Turns out if you mix certain substances, it explodes."
"Then what does it have to do with a toilet?" Claire asked.
"I needed to pee, but didn't want to be caught using the lab, so I took the chemicals with me and mixed them in the bathroom." He stopped and then decided to carry on when no one interrupted. "Yeah, it started to bubble and spit, so I chucked it down the toilet and ran. Was halfway down the hallway when it exploded," he finished.
Michael shook his head and a sigh escaped his lips. "And you were at the school why? And when?" he quickly asked.
"Yesterday," Shane answered. "I went to go see Alyssa, but turns out she wasn't at school. I was walking past the laboratory, and it called to me man, I had to." A light seemed to suddenly light up Shane's eyes and he quickly cursed. "Shit, Alyssa. She's still in the house."
Michael turned into the driveway and Shane catapulted out, taking off at a run. "Shane," Eve yelled out, just before the brown haired guy was tackled to the ground. Michael turned around and demanded, "The both of you stay in the car. Don't leave until I tell you to."
"What? No. You can't do that Michael. That is absolute bullshit," Eve argued.
"Eve, can you just do this for me? I don't know what's wrong or what's brought them here, but it can't be anything good," Michael sighed.
Eve huffed and crossed her arms over her chest, sinking into the chair. Michael mumbled a thank you and jumped out, running to where Shane was thrashing about on the ground.
A policeman stopped Michael, and they got into a conversation. A heated one by the way Michael was throwing his hands around in gestures. The police glanced over to the car and pointed, his eyes assessing Claire and Eve. His eyes finally met Claire's and he tilted his head, turning to Michael, still pointing at the car.
Michael glanced over and rubbed a hand over his face. He shook his head, but the man had a hand to his work belt. Out came handcuffs and Michael did a little beckoning call for Claire. He called for her, so she got out and slowly walked over to where Michael stood.
Eve joined Claire's side suddenly, expectedly, and had her hand on Claire's shoulder. "Claire Danvers?" the policeman questioned.
"Yes Sir," Claire answered, wondering why they wanted her.
"Miss Danvers, you're going to have to come with us."
Claire still didn't understand what this was about, so she asked, "May I know what this is concerning Sir?"
"The Founder wishes to speak to you," he answered.
"Why would the Founder wish to speak to me?" Claire asked the officer. "I only found out who she was the other night."
The man sighed and said, "I do not know Miss. I'm just following orders. I guess if you come with me, you're soon to find out."
Claire was a little more than skeptical. She looked over to where Shane was still on the ground and drew in a breath. Shane probably deserved to be held down, but she still couldn't help but ask, "Do you think you could get your friends to let Shane go? He has done nothing wrong."
The police holding Shane down got off of him and glared, Shane returning the glare before he took off at a run inside the house. Seconds later he returned with Alyssa. Claire was following them with her eyes until she faintly heard her name being called.
"Pardon me?" she politely asked. In front of her, green eyes bore into hers, and she couldn't help but scowl when he rolled his eyes at her. He is handsome, Claire thought. He was on the slim side with a fair build, blonde hair, and amazing green eyes that sparkle.
"I was wondering if you were going to get in the car of your own accord, or am I going to have to drag you?" Annoyance hinted at his words, along with smugness. Smugness was obviously due to the fact that he had just caught Claire checking him out.
Eve's hand tightened on Claire's shoulder, her black nails sure to break skin through the top she was wearing. "May as well," Claire exhaled, planning on walking forward. Apparently Eve and Michael had other ideas. "Guys, I have to go," she told her friends.
"And we're coming with you," Michael pressed, grabbing her hand and entwining their fingers.
"Sorry Mr. Glass, only Claire can come. Founder's orders."
"Then contact Amelie and let her know Miss Danvers isn't coming unless her friends do," Michael said.
"I'll be sure to contact the Founder now," green eyes stated, walking over to another officer. Soon, a bulky, black haired man walked over. Claire's brain suddenly interpreted that this was one of the officers who had helped hold Shane down.
Black hair stared the three of them up and down, only averting his eyes to stare at Shane when he approached. The officer's mouth upturned into a snarl and his eyes narrowed at Shane, earning a smart ass grin from the brown haired hulk.
"Hello Alec," Shane said, giving a wiggle of his fingers in a mock wave. "Good to see you again old friend."
"Too bad the feeling isn't mutual," Alec growled.
Shane placed a hand over his heart and mocked a fake hurt face. "That hurt so much," he whined. "I thought you would have missed me some. I haven't seen you since the duel."
"You two had a sword fight?" Claire spat out before she could stop it.
Michael, Shane, Alyssa and Eve all laughed, but the police officer stayed neutral. "Well, no," Shane started before continuing. "Last year, Alec arrested me for domestic disturbance and I also started a fight. The first thing I found was a bread and butter knife, so I pretended to try to slice his face off with it."
Claire was about to go on with questions, but Blondie from earlier stepped in. "You don't have to worry about coming with me anymore," he said. Before Claire could ask why, he said, "You don't have to come because Amelie is coming here. And she isn't in a good mood. In fact, she's ready to rip heads off."
I'm so sorry. I know it's a late update, it stinks and is short, but it is an update nonetheless. I would love if you could Review this! I have a few ideas on what to add in, but would really appreciate it if you could please give me some more.
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