Chapter 10
RING, RING!
"Hello?" Faith answered her phone.
"Hi." Buddy said.
"Oh. Hi."
"Someone stole a fishing rod from my store last night!"
"Yeah...I saw it in the newspaper."
"I AM SOO TICKED!"
"I can see that..."
"Anyway, what happened was this...I was asleep in my bed. Then I heard a loud crash!"
"Fang..."
"What?"
"Nothing! Go ahead..."
"Ok. So I grabbed my gun,"
"You have a gun!"
"Yeah."
"Oh..."
"Can I go on?"
"Yes!"
"Ok, then...So I grabbed my gun, and I went into the shop. I saw my vase. It was shattered in a million pieces! Just lying there on the floor. I figured that the person had left. I thought that he"
"HE! It was a girl you moron!"
"She? Girl? You saw it?"
"No..."
"Oh. Well anyway, I thought that she would've left. Trying not to get caught so if I did see her."
"Did you see me? I mean her?"
"No."
"Oh, thank God!"
"Excuse me?"
"I mean that's terrible..."
"O-k...I still searched around even you and I both know that I thought that the theif had left. But she didn't."
"That's a given..."
"All of the sudden the alarm went off!"
"Noooooo...really?"
"Yeah. So I ran over to my desk. I counted the shovels, the nets, the axes, and the fishing poles. I was one short on the fishing poles. Then I heard the door swing open! I ran over to it, looked outside, I didn't see a single person..."
"YESSSSS! I-I-I mean...oh, too bad!"
"Yeah...too bad...Faith?"
"Huh?"
"Would you mind coming to my shop right away. Right now?"
"Sure!" Faith said in a squeaky voice. "Ahem! I mean sure."
"That'll be great! Bye!"
"Yeah...bye. (Faith hangs up the phone.) He, he! I really hate my life..."
