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Mia didn't want to get hurt, or worse, killed, but she had to do something. This guy had a gun pointed at Tina and he meant business.
"Don't shoot anyone, man, here I'll give you your money, just don't shoot."
"Oh, concerned for the little miss are you? Maybe I should shoot her, to teach you a lesson. Do you know what that lesson would be? It would be the 'Don't hit people with guns over the head' lesson."
"I'm sorry, ok, just don't shoot!" Jason hurridly emptied the cash register. "Here, take it."
"How much is it?" The guy asked.
"Only a couple of hundred," Jason said quietly. "We emptied the register a few hours ago."
"Only a few hundred? That's all I get? Right, what else can you give me? What else do you have of value?"
"This is a 7/11 store, dude, not a jewellers, nothing here is of value."
"I'm not leaving until I get some kind of compensation for this bump on my head!" The guy was getting really angry now.
Mia slowly stood up.
The guy saw her and was startled, he hadn't noticed her before. He pointed the gun at her.
* * *
Michael was sitting in Mia's room, on her bed to be precise. He was clutching her Pillow.
Mrs. Thermopolis had already called Tina's house to see if they were there, she had called Tinas cell phone, but that had been convienently left in Mia's room. Why would Tina leave her cell phone? She never goes anywhere without it. She had also called Mia's father, he was organising some kind of search party, which proberly consisted of about twenty huge, burly guys with guns.
Michael sighed heavily. He caught a wiff of Mia's smell coming from her pillow. Michael loved Mia's smell, would he ever get to smell it again?
Michael didn't want to think like that. He wanted to think happy thoughts, like that maybe they had snuck out for some midnight snacks, and had gotten held up talking to someone.
* * *
The guy who was holding up the 7/11 store was now talking to Mia.
"What do you want?" he asked, "You want me to shoot you?"
God no, she thought.
"I... I have something you might want." she said nervously. She had never been so nervous in her life, not even when she and Michael confessed their feelings to each other. "You can have them, if you leave the store." Mia could feel the blood rushing to her head as she spoke the words.
"And what would a fourteen year old girl have to offer me?" He said it with a sickly sweet voice, as if to suggest she was offering far more than she really was.
Not THAT, thought Mia.
"These," she pulled out her Mother of Pearl earrings. Grandmere had given them to her for Christmas. "They're worth quite a bit," she added.
"No kidding!" said the guy. "Hand 'em over then."
Mia cautiously walked up to the guy and placed the earrings in his spare hand.
"Well, they certainly look real. What else have you got?"
* * *
The girls still hadn't come back, Michael grew more and more restless as the minutes went on.
He felt so useless, just waiting around for news from Mia's father. He wanted to be out there, doing something.
But instead, he was stuck making coffee for Mia's mom.
"Where's the sugar?" he asked.
"Damn, we ran out this morning. I forgot to get more," she replied.
"Ok, no problem, I'll just run out and get some. I'll be back in a minute."
Michael was glad to get out of the Loft. Even going to get sugar was better than sitting around.
Michael had just reached the store when he saw something that made his heart stop.
A huge man, dressed all in black, was holding a gun at someone. No, not just someone, at Mia! Tina was there too, they were both as white as ghosts.
Michael grabbed his cell phone and called 911.
"Hello? Yes, there is a robbery taking place at the 7/11 store on Edward street. Send help immediatly. My girlfriend is in there!"
"We are aware of the robbery you are reffering to sir, and we have notified all of the squad cars in the area. Someone will be there as soon as possible. Thankyou for your call."
Michael was outraged. The woman had hung up on him! What does it take to get some help around here?
He dialed the Thermopolis's number, Mia's father could have a dozen men here in under two minutes.
* * *
"Um, well, I also have this bracelet, but it holds more sentimental value than money value." Mia said.
He wanted more? Those Mother of Pearls were worth a fortune!
Tina took off her necklace, it had a heart shaped locket on it. "Here," she said, "This is gold."
"Nice," the man said, "You girls have good taste. What else?"
"We didn't exactly come here dressed up," said Mia rather daringly. Honestly, the audacity of the man, wanting more!
"So that's it? That's all I get? A couple of hundred bucks and some jewellery? No, I don't think so. You girls have more. Hand it over."
Mia pulled out her purse, but it didn't hold very much. For the daughter of a man worth over 300 Million dollars, she sure didn't get much in the way of pocket money.
"I have a credit card," piped up Tina.
"No, you'll just cancel that. Come on, you have to have more." The guy was getting restless. He was waving the gun around frantically.
If the guy wasn't happy with what they had already given him, what would he be happy with?
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Mia didn't want to get hurt, or worse, killed, but she had to do something. This guy had a gun pointed at Tina and he meant business.
"Don't shoot anyone, man, here I'll give you your money, just don't shoot."
"Oh, concerned for the little miss are you? Maybe I should shoot her, to teach you a lesson. Do you know what that lesson would be? It would be the 'Don't hit people with guns over the head' lesson."
"I'm sorry, ok, just don't shoot!" Jason hurridly emptied the cash register. "Here, take it."
"How much is it?" The guy asked.
"Only a couple of hundred," Jason said quietly. "We emptied the register a few hours ago."
"Only a few hundred? That's all I get? Right, what else can you give me? What else do you have of value?"
"This is a 7/11 store, dude, not a jewellers, nothing here is of value."
"I'm not leaving until I get some kind of compensation for this bump on my head!" The guy was getting really angry now.
Mia slowly stood up.
The guy saw her and was startled, he hadn't noticed her before. He pointed the gun at her.
* * *
Michael was sitting in Mia's room, on her bed to be precise. He was clutching her Pillow.
Mrs. Thermopolis had already called Tina's house to see if they were there, she had called Tinas cell phone, but that had been convienently left in Mia's room. Why would Tina leave her cell phone? She never goes anywhere without it. She had also called Mia's father, he was organising some kind of search party, which proberly consisted of about twenty huge, burly guys with guns.
Michael sighed heavily. He caught a wiff of Mia's smell coming from her pillow. Michael loved Mia's smell, would he ever get to smell it again?
Michael didn't want to think like that. He wanted to think happy thoughts, like that maybe they had snuck out for some midnight snacks, and had gotten held up talking to someone.
* * *
The guy who was holding up the 7/11 store was now talking to Mia.
"What do you want?" he asked, "You want me to shoot you?"
God no, she thought.
"I... I have something you might want." she said nervously. She had never been so nervous in her life, not even when she and Michael confessed their feelings to each other. "You can have them, if you leave the store." Mia could feel the blood rushing to her head as she spoke the words.
"And what would a fourteen year old girl have to offer me?" He said it with a sickly sweet voice, as if to suggest she was offering far more than she really was.
Not THAT, thought Mia.
"These," she pulled out her Mother of Pearl earrings. Grandmere had given them to her for Christmas. "They're worth quite a bit," she added.
"No kidding!" said the guy. "Hand 'em over then."
Mia cautiously walked up to the guy and placed the earrings in his spare hand.
"Well, they certainly look real. What else have you got?"
* * *
The girls still hadn't come back, Michael grew more and more restless as the minutes went on.
He felt so useless, just waiting around for news from Mia's father. He wanted to be out there, doing something.
But instead, he was stuck making coffee for Mia's mom.
"Where's the sugar?" he asked.
"Damn, we ran out this morning. I forgot to get more," she replied.
"Ok, no problem, I'll just run out and get some. I'll be back in a minute."
Michael was glad to get out of the Loft. Even going to get sugar was better than sitting around.
Michael had just reached the store when he saw something that made his heart stop.
A huge man, dressed all in black, was holding a gun at someone. No, not just someone, at Mia! Tina was there too, they were both as white as ghosts.
Michael grabbed his cell phone and called 911.
"Hello? Yes, there is a robbery taking place at the 7/11 store on Edward street. Send help immediatly. My girlfriend is in there!"
"We are aware of the robbery you are reffering to sir, and we have notified all of the squad cars in the area. Someone will be there as soon as possible. Thankyou for your call."
Michael was outraged. The woman had hung up on him! What does it take to get some help around here?
He dialed the Thermopolis's number, Mia's father could have a dozen men here in under two minutes.
* * *
"Um, well, I also have this bracelet, but it holds more sentimental value than money value." Mia said.
He wanted more? Those Mother of Pearls were worth a fortune!
Tina took off her necklace, it had a heart shaped locket on it. "Here," she said, "This is gold."
"Nice," the man said, "You girls have good taste. What else?"
"We didn't exactly come here dressed up," said Mia rather daringly. Honestly, the audacity of the man, wanting more!
"So that's it? That's all I get? A couple of hundred bucks and some jewellery? No, I don't think so. You girls have more. Hand it over."
Mia pulled out her purse, but it didn't hold very much. For the daughter of a man worth over 300 Million dollars, she sure didn't get much in the way of pocket money.
"I have a credit card," piped up Tina.
"No, you'll just cancel that. Come on, you have to have more." The guy was getting restless. He was waving the gun around frantically.
If the guy wasn't happy with what they had already given him, what would he be happy with?
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