Pan," started her father. "I can't believe you've done it again. And after you've promised...Promised, me. Do you know how much I don't trust you now?"
"I know dad." she answered. "And what do I have to do to gain your trust back, again?"
He pushed his glasses up, and looked at the paper in front of him. "Breaking and Entering...Theft...vandalism...Pan, you can get sent to J.D. for this.""Daddy, can you please let it slide?" She paused a moment and thought about it and her plans to meet Bianka later. Bianka Faith had led her to become the way she was. After Pan's mother died, she lost all faith of being normal again, of course she never was. Bianka helped her to gain back that familiar feeling with being wanted, and being trusted..among her peers, anyway."Just this once Pan, but I'm telling you, if you break this trust again your going to be in a boat load of trouble and theirsnothing I can do to help you. Understand, little lady?" He asked using the "Term" to get her attention.
"Yes, Father Dearest." Silently she added...Oh Yes Indeed... and grinned evilly.
Pan had taken a lot of creative liberty to those "Sneak-Out-in-the-Middle-of-the-Night" story's. She had taken a few sheets that Bianka had given her and tied them together. She then tied it to her bedpost and threw it out the window. Sliding her backpack on her slender shoulders, she made her descent. At the bottom of the trail was Bianka and Denmark waiting for her.When she was in the clear, she pulled out the "Items" for the prank.
They wandered over towards the church nearby and waited in a patch of trees. The police frequently checked the churchessince they were common hang-outs for teenagers. They watched the Satan City Police slink by, and she made her way over to the church. Dem (Denmark) and Bee (Bianka) were following close behind with their respected items. The deal was if anyone were caught, the blame was implicated to Dem, who was going to go to jail anyway.
She threw a stone through a window and heard it shatter, if anything would give them away it'd be that. Dem tossed the eggs, and Bee sprayed "Jesus is the Anti-Hero" all over the sides in bright colored paints. Dem noticed a police officer walking by, and he called in on the radio the vandalism. Bee was Gone, and Dem was in the woods leaving Pan to take the fall. She threw her hands up. A can of spray paint clinked to the ground...this was her last day of freedom...she was certain...
What is going to happen to Pan? What is the final judgement? it's not what the title implies...not yet. o.o. What does her father say about this?
Sorry this Chapter was so short. Since I know what boot camp is like, this should be reletivly easy to write. I plan on making it longer, but if you like it please, PLEASE, review. I'm trying to post every other day, if I can. It may be postponed since I'm leaving. Please point out any gramatical errors. I'm using Notepad to write this, and it has no spell check, so I'm trying to go through and edit what doesn't look right.
Thanks.
--Kaitlynd Marie - The Eternally Faithful Soldier